Our dad fell in the dirt and dropped his bottle of whiskey. I pulled my sister into the forest. Maybe he won’t follow us. “Hide me and my sister.” I screamed as we rand down an embankment towards the river. “Hide us our mother was burned for protecting you.” Our father is cursing our names in the distance. I pull my sister under an earthen ledge by the river. I place my hand on her mouth. We hear our father come close screaming for us. Above us we hear the padded footsteps of the tree men stalking its prey. #Horroweek