It happened a long time ago. I was nine years old then. Like other kids I had heard stories about fairies, elves, dwarfs, trolls, goblins and demons. I didn't believe in any of those creatures before that one day.
I had had a terrible fight with my parents and I had run to my room. I can't recall what the fight had been about but I wanted to make them pay for it. After some time throwing my pillow I came up with an idea that would hurt them, make them worried. Before I knew I had escaped from my window and ran to a forest that lay near our house. It was a forest with no entry, restricted area. No fences were around it but many yellow signs saying 'Danger ahead. Do not enter.' were placed around it. I didn't know why, though.
It was a big forest. You couldn't see other sides of it from one side. Without thinking about it twice I entered that forest and ran forward. I had no idea where I was running but I still moved on. It took many minutes before I felt exhausted and stopped to g