As I was contently watering the plants, a strong wind pushed me from behind, and I felt as though someone was sharply staring to my back. I turned to see if someone was there, but when I turned around only the dark forest greeted me from a distance. The wind pick up again, softly. This time it felt like the wind picked up my hair from my ears and softly whispered "Come here". I felt numb and shivered. I was torn between running back inside and walking towards the forest, until ultimately deciding that I wanted to know who was calling me, so I grabbed a small machete my father let me borrow for gardening and began to walk through the field with a blank mind. I didn't know for how long i walked, but i realized i reached the fence. I ended up at the same place as last time, right in front of the path in the forest.
