Screaming people ran as the eerie image of an eighty foot monster girl in a nightgown allowed her presence to be shown. The scared throng of vacationers could only see her black silhouette which had morphed into the palm trees for a creepy effect.
“Where am I? She cried out – “What has happened to my bedroom?”
The crowd ran faster hearing her oddly child-like voice bellowing from the trees. Shadowy figures floated after the people yelling “Go quickly if you want to live!”
“MOMMY!” she screamed.
“No more scary movies for you young lady!” Mommy said soothing her daughter back to sleep.
Picture by Sarah Potter (THANK YOU VERY MUCH, Sarah!)
By, Nan Claire Falkner
“Oh, how I wish I had a green thumb!” Ann lamented, looking at the box of flowers she had just bought and wondering if they would last until July fourth. Of course in the past, this hadn’t happened. Each pathetic petunia only lasted until it was hot.
So, rolling up her sleeves, she tied a bandana on her head to keep untamed curls from escaping, and picked up her potting tools.
Putting on her gloves, she opened the door slowly.
“They’re alive! They’re alive!” She danced outside into the arms of her husband, Alan singing
Daddy brought home a puppy. The kids shouted “You’re the best Daddy in the whole world!” Paxton, Finley, and Otto screeched at the new addition to the family – an adorable brown lab with a white tip on his tail.
”Well, Sweetums,” Mother said, “You’re going to help!”
The next week, Dad came home from a long trip. Mom said “Can you give the kids a bath? Toys too! They’re in the bathroom. Thanks sweet-ums!”
On the second Wednesday of every month, Martha made the long trek to her ex-husbands home so he could visit with their daughter, Chloe. Even though they had divorced 3 years ago, Melly thought that her ex-husband was a good father and had really been a pretty decent spouse.
Jackson, the ex-husband, loved the visits from his daughter Chloe. He had helped bring her into the world on the side of the road because she wouldn’t wait until they got to the hospital.
Martha began to scream loud, a slap, and a baby cried!
In the distance wolves howled their messages to the pack and then they all congregated near the bluff. Below the cliff, were the non-suspecting sheep enjoying a cool breeze and the water flowing in the stream. It was perfect. The shepherd boy was fast asleep as his father noticed the movement on the cliff. Cocking his weapon, the first wolf never saw it coming.
Pow! The son had taken the first shot and had aimed at the black patch on the wolf’s crown. Well, at least the other game would feast tonight, he thought.
The summer was almost over when Carl and Patsy left on vacation.
Breckenridge in the Rockies was the ticket this year for fun and Pat couldn’t wait until they were on the road. Planning the trips had always been a huge portion of the fun and excitement. Making lists of what to take, and being a nurse, she always took various products to stop poison ivy in its track, help bee stings be less painful and sunburn salves to repair damaged skin.
In their cabin on Whitetail Road, all the bottles from years of vacations were displayed proudly each year.