It’s Friday, and time for An attempt t0 tell a story in 100 words or close to that. Madison Woods link http://madison-woods.com/index-of-stories/081012-2/ has a picture to provide inspirataion, the rest is up to participants. This weeks photo was provided by Susan Wenzel 
Here is mine.
Camping on the river
We walked along the rivers edge
Happy children, splashing, picking up mussel shells
Chasing crawfish into deeper water
Skipping rocks across the stream.
“One, two, three ,four!”
“Mine went farther!”
Eating hotdogs and s’mores
At the campfire
As darkness falls.
Until the sounds of alien creatures
Rustling around the tent
Brings utter terror in the night.
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That was another excellent post today. Thanks so much for sharing. Keep up the fantastic job.
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I spent my formative years camping, four times a year for ten years with brownies, guides and rangers. I now love my luxuries but one of the things I remember most strongly is the sounds of the night all around when bears and wolves were prowling, ready to eat young children. Thank you for reminding me of that 🙂
http://womanontheedgeofreality.com/2012/08/10/friday-fictioneers-shell-seeker/
🙂 thank you for the nice comment.
You’re welcome 🙂
Wonderful reminder of those endless childhood summer days, and those nights when anything at all could be shapelessly out there in the dark!
Thank you. I enjoyed this prompt and the memories of taking our kids camping that it brought back. 🙂
Really enjoyed your post too!
Nicely written. The beauty of carefree youth.
thank you for the nice compliment
Aliens! After such a gentle, happy start! Well ,that was a twist I didn’t see coming. 🙂
I had to look up s’mores – not something I know much about, being a Brit 😉
We’re here: http://www.lazuli-portals.com/flash-fiction/pursuit-of-the-pearl
Joanna, today is National S’mores Day in the US. I was surprised to find that out this morning.
They are a tradition on our camping trips, no matter what the day.
It’s possible the ‘aliens’ are really only raccoons and opossums in the woods, but I remember my kids terror at some of the nighttime sounds.
Ah, yes. Even on Girl Guide Camp, I’m pretty sure monsters were around. Big, scary ones at that.
Thanks for the ‘smores info! A whole day celebrating them. Perhaps we should have a Tea and Cake day here in England. 🙂
that sounds good too!
Nicely unexpected change of mood here. Good one.
thank you, it was just like that, great days, but after dark it could get interesting
I was about to wax nostalgic until the aliens arrived. What a left field toss there, unexpected and sudden. Well Played my friend. I’m on the list and over here: http://remakingme-atiyatownes.blogspot.com/2012/08/friday-fictioneers-sand-and-sea-shells.html
THank you. I was thinking of wild critters, but the word aliens popped into my head, so I used it. LOL!
On my way to read yours now.
Man that reminds me how bipolar childhood was. Everything was either the greatest thing ever, or utterly terrifying. The “alien creatures” caught me off guard, and that brought it home I think.
Here’s mine:
http://glossarch.wordpress.com/2012/08/10/that-this-ocean-may-rise-fridayfictioneers/
thanks for the comment. It was fun to write this one.
Well, that was a twist!
~Susan
LOL, thank you
Honestly I saw the aliens as those things that go bump in the night when ghost stories are told around a campfire. Happy childhood memories for me include my time in scouts. Your poem brought back many of those.
Thanks for you kind comments on mine. For any of your other readers:
http://www.rochelle-wisoff.blogspot.com/2012/08/safe.html
More than once those ‘aliens’ (raccoons for the most part) would terrify us and later my kids. Glad you enjoyed it!
Oh this really took me back to years of camping and all the scary stories that go with it. Really enjoyed this.
thank you. I am glad you enjoyed it
Yup, the imagination runs wild at night! When I was little, the light in my closet (which was painted yellow), always made me think of fire. And when you’re outside (and used to being inside), the sounds are often of unknown origin, which makes them even scarier.
They certainly are!