“What are you doing here?” a shrill voice comes from behind me. I've been too busy taking in this… this place, I didn't even think about the fact that a person might live here. The plants that sprouted everywhere and the walls that are made out of live trees, sucked me into this child-like fantasy. I would dream of places like this when I was little.

It was comfortably warm and a bit humid, but I love it. It smells sweet and earthy.

But back to the story…

I spin around and face the voice

I see a lady with black hair tied up into a bun, with grey streaks decorating her hair. A tan hat was placed atop her and I noticed her sharp green eyes.

“I... I was just leaving, ma'am” I say and turn around to leave.

“No, you are not!” she said in her shrill voice. But wait, where did the doors go? They were just right there. I was walking through the woods, going for a hike. I usually like solitude. It's so peacful. You can actually think clearly when you're alone. But, I was was hiking when I saw this place. And when in because of my curiosity. I guess I never listened to “curiosity killed the cat”

“Come here!” suddenly, vines and tree roots surround me and drag me to this lady.

”Who are you?” I ask. Her eyes just gleam and she gives me a sickly sweet smile, to my frustration. Her head ticked like a cat with an itchy ear.

Little did I know, I would never leave.

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