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It was a hot day. We were hiking after a long 800 feet of up and down a rocky hill and slippery rocks from the waterfall. We were looking out from one of the views when I spotted a tiki looking wood tent at the bottom of the waterfall. It was strange then, I heard screaming from far away. But I just thought it was my brain. But now that I look back, what if it was a real person. It was a little red. But I thought it was animal blood but what if it was humans blood? But if it was a human wouldn’t other people if found him by now? What if he was a criminal escaping and hurt his leg on the fall so he had to live down there? What if the people who should of saved him were the villains?

How is he still alive? It’s a long fall. What if he wants to be there? You know legend said that if you see someone in need and you don’t help you’ll be cursed for a long time. What if I’m cursed? I’m scared. lol