Hello everyone, I hope that you're all doing well.

October is in full swing and it's my favorite time of the year.

So let's keep it rolling and enjoy some scary stories.

Let's get into it as we drift further into Mr. Creep's mind.

I joined my father on his night shift as a park ranger.

I should have followed his rules.

Written by Helena Castellan.

This is how the human mind works.

When you're walking through a forest, you don't think too much.

You just let the silence surround you feel the soft breeze and the branches crack under your feet.

It's in our nature to yearn for such scenery.

No matter how much we thrive in busy, concrete-soaked cities, forests are always welcoming and refreshing

to us.

The air is clear and crisp, and daylight plays hide-and-seek through the tall branches.

It's inspiring and beautiful.

Sometimes, though, as you walk on your path, your mind begins to focus on small things.

Noises, gusts of wind, shadows, and the trees.

Such silence can be both welcoming and unsettling.

It depends on how you view it.

The forests are double-sided coins. They hide you away from the

tiring city landscape, but expose you to another environment. You're not in control anymore

because this is not your home. You can lie to yourself and build a house there, but you don't

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