Annie Dinh

Crooked Cabin

The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. It flickered in the dark and cast shadowy figures on the floor of Bleaker Woods. The Crooked Cabin it was so aptly called. It sat alone and secluded deep in the woods. The cabin was a single-story cabin with a porch that stretched right around its frame, holding up its slanted roof. It might have been warm and inviting once upon a time, but it now sat crooked and decayed and fallen into disarray. Even the single path leading from the edge of Bleaker Wood, that snaked through the trees, to the cabin had long disappeared. Over time, the hundreds of shoes that had paved the way to the cabin had been cleared away.