I was walking through the forest, as I couldn't turn down a dare. It was said that about 78.7 people were killed here, but nobody knows why. I don't believe in this crap cause I'm not no superstitious baby, so i kept on walking humming the themesong to goosebumps my favorite flippin show. I then hear the crunching of lettuce, most likely iceberg.I thought it was nothing, so i kept walking. but then I heard a small pitter-patter, pitter-patter. i knew that something was wronng because it being so late and cold nobody would be out. Oh, but I was wrong, so wrong, wronger than red and purple being worn at the same time.
A large bunney appeared out of the bushes. I got to pet it, but then it starts nibbling on my foot and bites my pinky-toe right of. I'm like "Holy, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!". I never thought that it wuold be so hard to run w/out a pinky-toe. i trip and see the bunny up close, I never noticed its devil horns, or its very pointy pitch fork the 1st time. I thought I was a goner for sure. The bunney was just about to stab me with the extra pointy eating utensil, As that fork dropped. That bunney was either blind or retarded cause when it pick the fork up, it picked it up backwards. As it pulled the pitch fork back, stabbed its own self. Its evil soul was gone and so was the bunney. It was over and I look down and yell Yes!!! Not only was I still alive, my pinky-toe was attached again. I pick that bunney up, because living in west Virginia I can bring road kill home for dinner. I went home, cooked it up, and ate it. I've never had a bunney taste so good as it did when I knew I was devouring the thing that almost killed me.
After that knowone ever died in that forest again, at least not for another 200 years.....
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