This is written for a contest about being in the woods. |
Full Counts: All Words: 392 2+ Letters: 382 3+ Letters: 325 4+ Letters: 204 5+ Letters: 128 6+ Letters: 80 # Of Lines: 23 Hungry Monsters Need Love Too.... There were so many times that we had enjoyed the Spring Forrest Park. It was probably the only place where we had freedom from the everyday rush. It was always a pleasure to listen to the calming music of the breaze blowing through the trees. However, this time the sounds were not so calming. Noe the winds seemed exceptionally cold and loud. They seemed to be howling. The howls could not be of a dog, but more like a monster. One who was hungry. My parents said the sound was undeniably the winds playing through the limbs of the trees, but my brother and I did not agree. It was a monster, and we just knew that it was hungry for little children. After Mom and Dad put out the camp fire, and tucked us into our own tent and sleeping bags, we could here something even more frightening. It was Mom. She was moaning, Their tent was touching the side of ours, moved franticaly creating waves up the side of the canvas. I wondered where our dad was. Why was he not protecting her? Could he have already been eaten, and now the monster was eating Mom? Worse, I held my little brother's hand tightly as I wondered if we were next on the menue. We were two little children who did not sleep all the night. Mom had gotten quite, and only the krickets and the sounds of the frogs could be heard. Our minds were full of dread about not knowing what we would find when the sun rise came. Well, the sun did find its way out that night, and my brother wasted no time to go ever so catiously into the tent of certian of our fears. There lay both Mom and Dad. They were all cuddled up in each other's arms. Mom woke up and smiled. Well, Randy and I slept the entire way home. We still haven't shared this story with our parents. As adults we both know that the sounds of that night was the sounds of our parents showing their love for each other in an adult way, but Mom could never uderstand why she had to get us a sitter when they planned camping. This was the night we discovered even monsters get hungry for love too.. |