Yesterday, I took my sisters (Katie and Claire) for a hay ride with my dad's tractor through the woods behind my house.
It was fun until we got stuck on a log.
Katie seemed to be under the impression that we we going to be there forever and started crying. It probably didn't help that she believes Slenderman lives in these very woods and would find us and feast upon our flesh.
Claire and I tried to push the tractor over the log, but to no avail.
After thoroughly assessing the situation, I decided the only thing we had to do was wait for our mom to show up.
I had been told an hour before that she was on a walk back here -- however, she could have long since gone home, or be on another of the many trails in the vast expanse of nature.
But for some reason I was 100% confident that she would show up.
She was there in less than 3 minutes and helped us push the tractor over the log.
Crisis averted.
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