Everyday at the out side brouder of British Columbia is boring. Nothing fun to do and with a repeating

action for almost everyday. In the morning, waking up and get dressed for school; after school is the golden

time for us. Most of my friends like to hang out but i spent the time sleeping.

           Yesterday, i changed my habit of sleeping after school once for all. It was not because the effect of naps

making my grade bad. Nor because dad had to wake me up every second during dinner. It was because on

night i met the forgotten Wood Chopper.

          On that day i sleep after school as ususal, but after i finished all my homeworks around 8:20 pm i was

bored. Nobody online to chat with and i decided to go out side. I told my parents i was sleepy and wanted to

sleep. Then i buried some pillows and headed out side.

        The night time was a bit chill and headed near the woods where my friends usually camp out and meet; i

headed there and found no one there. A big grey owl howled and spooked me as i jumped up. I then realized

that something had tangled to my foot. A rash suddenly came to that leg. Then i realized that it was not a

thing; it was a he.

         He cried aloud and i took a better look at him; he was verying a mask and was about 5 foot 3 and had a

deep vioce. I then realized that he was bleeding but his facial should no pain at all. I took a few step back and

ran as fast as i could then realized that there was more then 2 person in the wood.. there was more. They

were all dressed as the one behind and all murmered something and a few screamed. I ran home and got to

my room through the basement and jumped into bed.

      I felt something uncomfutable under me and looked as i turned on the light. The same craked mask was in

my bed.