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Young Girls Shouldn’t Wander the Woods Alone at NightBy DariusMcCorkindalehttps://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/Young_Girls_Shouldn%E2%80%99t_Wander_the_Woods_Alone_at_NightIt gets dark very early this time of year this far north.By 4:00 PM, the sun is already set, and dusk is upon us. Definitely not the ideal conditions for a girl who looks as young as I do to be walking home alone. The route that I'd chosen from the Junior high school to the house was particularly off the beaten track and took me through several tranquil and deserted areas of town. No parent with even a shred of love in their heart for their child would allow them to make this walk at any time of year, let alone in the depths of winter.It was just after I’d passed the cemetery and was about to turn onto the path through the woods that I became aware of his presence. At this point, he was what you would consider a safe distance behind me. I didn't want to turn around and look directly at him. Still, I could tell from the heavy footfall of his steps and the excited nature of his breathing that he was about 30 or 40 feet away. There were no other people around, and this road was a dead end with no houses on it, meaning that the chances of someone driving by were minimal. I was acutely aware that it was just him and me.Despite many thoughts running through my mind at that moment, one above all was controlling me: 'if this situation is going to go down the way I think it will, I need to make a move right now.' I started to quicken my pace, not so much that it would be immediately apparent, but enough that I would significantly increase the distance between him and me. Unless that is, he really was following me and altered his speed to keep up. Sure enough, within a couple of seconds, I sensed him breaking into a slow jog in order to catch up and close the distance between us.'OK, Carmilla, time to make a choice: do I run or do I turn and confront this man?' I was right at the head of the woodland park at this point, so I decided to turn around."Hello, mister. Can I help you with something? Are you lost?"I detected the slightest hint of surprise that I'd acted in this way. Still, he quickly regained his composure and continued his slow approach."Hey there, little girl. I was just out here looking for my dog. I think he went into these woods. Do you want to help me find him?" He was smiling at me now."What's your dog's name?" I asked. "What?""Your dog's name. What is it? If I'm going to help you find him, I need to shout his name.""Oh, erm… yeah. His name is Fred." Was he surprised by my question, or had he hesitated because he'd needed to make up a name?"Well, I'm kind of scared of dogs. I think I'm just going to go home. Sorry I can't help you.""Can I at least walk you home? Which way are you headed? It's dark out here and not safe for little girls like you."He was edging ever closer to me now and had a big, creepy smile plastered across his face."I live just on the other side of these woods. Trust me, I can make it just fine.""I'd still like to walk with you if that's OK. I mean, I'm sure my dog is in there somewhere." His icy blue eyes were laser-focused on mine now. It almost felt like he was trying to hypnotically control me with his gaze."If you really think Fido is in there, I guess you should look for him.""Fido is a crazy old mutt," he said, "I'm sure I will find him in there."There is no dog. This man definitely means trouble.Time to take action.I turned and started running into the woods. While I had a couple of seconds head start on him, the fact is that the body of a 13-year-old girl can't run as fast as a fully grown man. He caught up with me ridiculously fast, so quickly, in fact, that we were still within view of the road. The street lamp gave off enough light for us to be seen by a passerby if on