“Let’s just put that broken tie down in the ground and put a rock over it, there’s no more left in the bag, it will have to do.” Paul said in a sharp tone. “You guys have to help, you know”. Jeff and Jason were rolling around on the ground, wrestling, “we’re helping, we’re helping!” the two snapped back in unison. “ It’s getting dark and if we don’t get this tent up soon, we might as well sleep under the stars.”

The sun had already gone down and they were still struggling. Finally, under the light of a full moon, they put their sleeping bags and pillows down, hauled in the cooler and other gear, zipped up the door and relaxed. The tent hadn’t been used in a while, the musty smell of canvas was heavy.

The crickets were chirping, frogs were croaking and it was just a great night for camping.. They lit a small gas lantern, opened up bags of chips and decided to take turns telling scary stories. Paul started out with…. “There was a blob of blood the size of a watermelon”……….. and the stories went on. They were all getting spooked, they moved in a little closer together. They opened the cooler, got sodas, and snuggled up in their sleeping bags while listening to one horror story after another

Suddenly… the middle of a beheaded Dracula story, they heard a sound outside the tent, it was getting closer. Grrrrrr…Paul put the lantern out and they all sat wide eyed and silent. “shhhhhhh”, Paul whispered, don’t make a sound. The shadow was huge, and it was coming closer. Grrrrrrr…it sounded again, the boys were terrified, they could hear their hearts pounding… came up close to the back of the tent….the sniffing and growling was loud and right on top of them.

Paul was sweating and breathing hard, “don’t move” he said to the other two. Then, just as quickly as it came…it was gone. Afraid and shaking, the boys agreed not to venture outside of the tent until the sun came up.

Meanwhile, Paul’s Dad had just slipped back into bed with his Mom for the night. “I don’t know why you allowed those boys to camp in the back yard,” his Mom said “I hope they don’t plan on sneaking out and roaming all over the neighborhood tonight”.
…His Dad smiled………nope,…… I don’t think that’s their plan tonight!


Solar Zorra

Charleston, United States

  • Artwork Comments 5

Artwork Comments

  • saphiecat
  • Solar Zorra
  • JaneAParis
  • Solar Zorra
  • saleire
desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait
desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait

10% off

for joining the Redbubble mailing list

Receive exclusive deals and awesome artist news and content right to your inbox. Free for your convenience.