Chapter one

"Ahh the air feels so good,even the flowers looks beautiful"

"Hasn't it been beautiful?"

"It has today's special ". Mark sighed as he lay his back on the grass,looking up at the sky.

" you're weird today" Gideon said as he sat up and made space between them. Mark turned to look at him and he chuckled lightly.

"have I turned to a clown now ?"

" maybe a clown would be more attractive than you "Gideon said in sarcasm,making mark chuckle .

'what's funny?' Gideon thought

" Cmon dude let's go back" mark said standing up to his feet and sighed again.

"what's with you and your sighs?"

"Nothing bro I just can't believe how special today is and no one remembered it".

" oh really?" Gideon asked and he nodded lightly .

"wow man so sad for you hehehe" mark turned to look at him and frowned deeply,Gideon shrugged his shoulders as they went towards the forest.

Mark couldn't believe no one remembered his eighteenth birthday, not even his parents siblings or even his best friend that he least expected it from. He had gone to the valley after the forest to clear up his mind but it seems it didn't take effect. All his life all he ever wished was for someone to really remember me and be with him, since childhood his life has been upside down. His parents cursed the day he was born cause that believed that he was the source of their calamity.

Yea, he could never expect them to remember his birthday when they all thought of him as a bad omen to their family.

Dusk drew nearer as they both walked further into the forest. It is said no matter how shinning the sun and moon are it will never reflect to that forest and obviously it's true but after that cursed forest comes a beautiful world of flowers and beauty which was the valley they departed from.

"I think you should walk a little faster mark it's getting eerie here and I hate this dammed feeling" Gideon grumbled.

"Scared catty" Mark joked.

"yea yea chuckle all you want, but don't get me killed here" Gideon said as he increased his pace,Mark followed as it was true as the rumours said about dead beings lurking around the forest when the moon's up.

Closer to the exit of the forest, which they could both see the streets, something tugged Mark's hem of shirt. He tried removing it with his fingers as he thought it was one of the branches, but to his surprise nothing was there. Then was was holding his shirt? his face paled as he heard a voice which whispered closer to his ear.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY"

it's my first trying to write real horror I don't know if it's to your liking but I'll try so please review on it .😊