Two days later Katrina decided to take a trip into the woods for curiosity sake. She grabbed the backpack Julia got her for school and put a few things in it such as a sandwich and a water bottle. Before she walked outside she paused. Was it safe out there unarmed? Out of paranoia she grabbed the best weapon she could find. A pair of scissors. While scissors may not have been the best weapon, she didn't want her aunt to find out and worry about her paranoia. She then, walked out of the house and went into the woods. A few hours later she couldn't help but feel watched and it only got worse as she continued going deep into the forest. She was feeling more and more paranoid and at this point, ready to go back home. But the sound of bushes rustling pierced into the silent air. Katrina whipped around startled. Though she saw nothing but nature surrounding her. Still, her paranoia pushed her to check the bushes to see what was there. As she sneakily crept closer to the bush the anxiety came back once more to consume her. The feeling became even more intense when the sounds of shushing erupted. She then swiftly looked into the bushes to see the same person from last night twitching.
She yelped and stumbled backwards her breath beginning to fasten. As she stumbled backwards she saw another guy hiding in the trees. Katrina then, took her pair of scissors out of her backpack as the person walked out of the bushes, looking at something in the trees. Turns out that something was another person hiding, in the trees. She stood up almost tripping and the man in the tree hopped off silently. The guy was wearing a light yellow hoodie. He also had a mask with a sad face stitched onto the black fabric. Despite the fact the two males could have overpowered Katrina easily and could have killed the two ran off instead heading deeper and deeper into the forest already around them.
Katrina stared at the two running, head tilted in confusion. After seeing the two mysterious strangers out of sight Katrina sighed in relief deciding to go back home before anything else happens. Walking back home she also decided to not tell anyone of her encounter of the two people. Katrina didn't want anyone to worry nor' did she know what they would do. She didn't even know how she would tell anyways. After a while of walking at this point almost at home she felt the same feeling of being watched. Only this time, in a much more eerie feeling. She could her anxiety creep up on her once more and her breath quicken. Despite all of this she didn't do anything about it. Home was in her sight and much to close to causing trouble. So all she did was enter inside with a small smile seeing that her aunt is spending quality time with her brother playing a board game together. But for the rest of that evening the intense feeling of being watched lingered along with the anxiety. Who was watching her? The hooded man? The guy with the orange tinted goggles? Or was there a completely different person altogether? Either way the feeling won't wade away this night and Katrina knew well it wouldn't.
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Bloodshot's Story, the new version
ParanormalKatrina has been thrown into a world of chaos. A world in which she and the people giving her trouble only know of. With everyone else oblivious to the trouble Katrina has gotten into, what will happen? (If there is any writing mistakes please giv...