Steveasaur

Hello, im a lost lumberjack. I am currently hiding in a deep-deep cave. Dont come down here, dont look for me. There is a thing down here. Its very creepy and hungry. I will quickly write a story, here is how it went: Ok, lets now looks for some birch. says Carl. Carl 'is' my best friend. We live together with a group. I looked at the map in the shack. Birch is to north, but we need to walk 3 miles. i said. Carl looked confused to me. Or we go east for dark oak, Peter loves that color. Peter was the third of the five crewmates. I then picked up an stone axe, looked at it closely. I think this axe is about to break. i said. Then, the door slammed open. Michael came in. I found some spruce wood! he said happy. He put the spruce wood on the Crafting Table. He then also looked at the map. I may think that Carl wants some birch. he said. Carl looked then at me. Birch can be handy for fences, and a gate. he said. Michael then looked at the map. He looks at a cave opening nearby. He then walks to the furnace-chest. We need more coal, and birch. he said. Thats handy! Because there is a cave nearby. Carl said. I looked out the window, thinking what time it was. I think we have the time for it, around 2 or 3 hours. Carl and Michael walk to the suply room in the basement. Carl takes the almost-broken stone axe, and Michael takes the brand new iron pickaxe, and a wooden axe. In case of emergency, i will take the Crafting Table with us. i said. I still feel a atmosphere down here. Ok lets skip it a little bit. We finally arrived at the birch 'section'. But Micael instead walked into the nearby cave. As he arrived to the entrance, there stood a sign that says: !WARNING! Do not enter ! Michael looked a little bit frigtened. Then he walks up to me and says: I think we should go together. But then, Carl calls us out to come to him. As we stand next to him, there is a birch tree, with big scratches on it. Do you think Stanley or Peter did this? Carl asks. And then... we heard a loud noice, a scream. What was that? whispers Michael. We 3 stood very still. Carl slowly walked up to another birch tree. CARL, what are you doing? i whispered.
Category:Creepypasta