Marania

I was walking in the w00ds , my bow at my side. I heard a sudden rustle, followed by another and one more. I got my bow ready to shoot, when a little girl, in an old-fashioned red dress jumped out from the trees. She looked no older than six. She was pale, scratches on her arms and legs,hands and knees. She had one eye closed as if she had lost it, blood gushing out of the closed eyelid. I looked at her right eye being it was her left eye that was closed. There was nothing in that socket leaving me concerned for the six year old girl.

“Can you help me?” She asked. “Um… What’s your name?” “Marania” she answered. “Okay, Marania, where are your parents?” I asked.                                    “Gone.” She said satisfied. ” What do you need help with?” She smiled tilting her head. “Have you seen my eye?” ” You mean eyes?” “No,just one.” I went over to open her left eye. She pychchotically laughed stopping me in my tracks. She opened it for me. What I saw, made me so scared I still see it in my nightmares. Somehow carved into her eye where the words “Your next” 

I ran for my life and tripped on a tree branch. I broke my leg. I’m dead. I thought.

I woke up in the hospital my leg was broken and my eyes felt weird. “Am I alive?” I asked myself. I moved my eyes around and soon noticed my Right eye was gone.

Mom said ” We found you in the woods without your eye and a broken leg! How the hell did you do that?”

“I don’t know.”