I was out and about riding my bike. I rode my bike into the woods, and stopped to admire the glorious scenery. Everything was orange, and there were leaves everywhere. It was stunning to say the least. As I got back on my bike, a rock hit me in the back. I thought this was strange, but didn't think anything of it.
Hours later, I'm still in the woods. I'm lost. These woods are freaking huge! But at least everything looks beautiful. I stopped riding to take a break. I was sitting down, gazing at the gray cloudy sky as orange and yellow leaves came flying down. It was a sight to behold. Then I heard leaves crunching, as if someone were walking in the leaves. I looked around, and saw nothing. Probably just the wind. I got back on my bike, and continued to look for a way out of the beautiful woods.
The sun sets, and everything gets darker. I'm still in the woods. Funny thing is, I even forget how I got here. I tried yelling "HELLO?" to see it would echo. It didn't. Why didn't it echo? It probably has something to do with the weather. I pulled my phone out to call my mother. But I got a bad reception. I was starting to get worried at this point.