You write the story-(better version)

I'm walking home, fear washes over me as I hear the crash of thunder above. It's a dark gloomy night, I'm freezing and shivers rush down my spine. I decide to take a shortcut someone once told me about. I'm standing at the entrance of the forest. This is the shortcut. I take my first few steps down the forest path, it's made of sharp rocks which push through my flimsy shoes and stab at my feet as I wince. I am now soaking, rain pours down and fog up my glasses. All I can see when I look around is the outlines of gloomy trees. Where am I? This forest seems never ending, I've never seen this part before, maybe I've taken the wrong path? In the distance I see what looks like some form of shelter down a deeper path. I stand at the top of the path, hesitating to go down. In the end I decide to risk it, what's the worst that can happen?

Next chapter will be revealed next week!