If only I never got lost in those woods...
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► "The Creature in the Trees Gave Me A Child" written and narrated by ClancyPasta
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[00:00:00] I was with my mother the night she passed from this earth.
[00:00:12] She was as frail as I have ever seen by the end.
[00:00:16] Dementia.
[00:00:18] The doctors caught it a little late.
[00:00:20] Well, that's what they say.
[00:00:22] I would have never guessed side of her bed. There was no response. They told me she hadn't had a single lucid word in a week.
[00:01:42] I made the trip home knowing it was text, and maybe they're right to. What is there to do? Why bear the suffering as well as the struggle? Some family came and went during the afternoon. Family I hadn't seen in forever.
[00:03:02] Since childhood.
[00:03:04] They held a distance between themselves and day, which seemed like an odd option
[00:04:22] for a dying elderly man, but I suddenly. JAMIE! I suddenly dropped what I held in my hands and turned around within an instant. My mother's eyes now open.
[00:05:40] They locked with mine like steel. How were you feeling?" It was the only thing I could struggle to say. She closed her eyes as if in thought, and when she opened them, there was something different. A slight tension, like she was in thought or some slight distress.
[00:07:02] Her eyes still with mine, she responded with, As you know, I had you when I was 35. I was late to the party, but it wasn't because I had a choice in the matter. All my life I dreamed of motherhood, Jamie. I dreamed of you.
[00:08:20] But my own mother crushed those dreams when I was still innocent.
[00:08:25] She told me I would never have a child. and destined to be forever alone in this curse of all curses. By my thirties, I had been trying to find my way in this world for far too long to have so little to show for it. I yearned for you so badly, Jamie.
[00:09:41] I wanted to experience the right of motherhood with a passion that rivaled the spirit of
[00:09:46] any woman. those roses, Jamie. I wish you could have experienced it. I probably walked around that bush twenty times admiring the various blooms, and they were spread evenly across all sides of the plant. But eventually, when my excitement began to grow the slightest bit stale, I realized
[00:11:02] I couldn't tell from which direction I had to hear my heart pound against my eardrums. Just as I was about to start exploring the area, the distant crackling, now clearly rhythmic,
[00:12:23] started up again. And yet this wasn't simply a tipped over lock. This looked as though it had been fashioned and sanded down into a nice little piece of art. The edges had this repeating swirl tapestry engraved near the top. It was very pretty. It was in the moment of taking this picture in, I discovered the source of the sound I
[00:13:45] had followed. to a shadowy purple and a slow pulsing gradient. It was so slow though, it was hard to notice. He held in his hand what appeared to be a little hammer. Luckily for me and my flabbergasted state, the little fellow spoke first.
[00:16:07] With, of course my dear, but the forest must meet her desire first. He then tossed the little hammer in his hand at my feet.
[00:16:12] If you could hammer this nail of iron through the side of the bridge and into the ground,
[00:16:17] the forest will be greatly pleased.
[00:16:20] And not only that, but I'll fulfill your lifelong desire for a child in the form of The little creature wasn't dancing anymore, just standing there, staring at me with those gigantic little eyes, and large smiles strung up on his face. I heard some scurrying. More moments passed and the strange little sounds continued here and there. I began to get a little uneasy, growing the longer this went on.
[00:19:02] Eventually, I could no longer help myself and I heard the little man's familiar voice All right, you may open your eyes and claim your prize as I did so I found laying before me on the leaf-covered forest floor a
[00:20:25] small newborn child swaddled up in light blue blankets. I She speak of twins." His rage grew visibly across his face, and his skin began to boil into a deep shade of shimmering red. You leave this place and never return. Your kind is not welcome to the maidens and masters of the trees.
[00:21:42] Take your gift, as it will be the last you ever receive. Sure enough, I was joined back to the walking trail. As I walked home that night, the unreality of everything that occurred swirled through my mind like a tornado. How was I to explain my child? Would anyone ever believe the truth?
[00:23:00] Is it even possible?
[00:23:03] Exhaustion pulsed through me, and despite all of the worries that plagued me, by the time in the process of reaching my chest. I giggled to myself as I snatched the child up in my arms, sitting up. But as the delirium that transpired next, but what I say, I say in the truth of the name of God.
[00:25:42] As my eyes dashed from my newborn's bloody palms of the horror, I managed to writhe my way over near the window overlooking the
[00:27:01] street below. and into my mouth. It was stuck. In my agony, I clawed my way up against the wall and unlocked the window, grasping the top ledge of the window frame as I collapsed back onto the floor, the window pane collapsing down along with. I knewattering across the sidewalk below. All of this, from the first lunge into my throat to the flinging him out of the window, probably took less than sixty seconds.
[00:29:41] As I choked and coughed and dry heaved, trying to clear my throat while catching my breath itself entirely down the canine's throat, deep into its belly. My eyes were about bugging out of my head as I stared at this dog as it stumbled around the sidewalk. It was behaving very strangely, like it was drunk.
[00:31:02] It wobbled a step or two forward and stumbled down.
[00:31:07]
