Forest Walk

A Walk in a Forest I noticed as I stood in an open field, that there was a path, seeming to go into a forest. I followed the path into the forest, the evergreen trees reached high into the sky and the birds chirped as they perched in them. Through the trees you could barely see the grey, cloudy sky and fell the little bit of water still falling from the trees. Little droplets of water dripped off the pine needles and fell to the ground. The ground under the tall evergreens, was sound with pine needles and was covered in fallen needles and was a rich brown color. Plants grew in the patches of sunlight. The roots of the trees pushed up the dirt that made the path, making little hills in it. The trees seemed to go as far as the eye can see. Looking closely through the trees, you could see animals quietly moving around. Deeper into the forest, I could see more small animals, and they seemed like they didn’t even notice me. Soon, I came to a meadow that was full of flowers and little creatures playing. The grey cloudy sky seemed to clear and the sun began to shine. The wet grass was still cool against my ankles as the sun warmed the air. In the center of the meadow was a small cottage with white, wood walls and golden trim. It had a thatched roof and an old oak door with a rusted handle. The small porch had an old rocking chair and table. The wood was rough and the gold paint was chipped. I lightly turned the unlocked door and went inside. The room was dark and the two windows were hidden behind old curtains. I pulled one back and the dust rose like a cloud. The room had a small table with two chairs. A fireplace built of cobble stone was built into the back of the room. To the right, was a hall that led to a small kitchen and there was a bedroom and bathroom in a hall to the left. I walked over to the table and found an old, rusted key. The top was shaped like a crown and it was slim. The metal was cold and smooth, it seemed to be for a lock