I love a scary story: We had time to get away. We wanted a place in the forest to stay. We went camping all alone, deep, deep in a damp rainforest. We cooked out by a camp fire in the damp dark forest. We had our little tent. We had a tarp to keep us dry to fight the dark cloudy sky. We told scary stories to each other until We got sleepy. We went to bed in our little tent. We heard the skies angry with thunder and lightning. We were afraid, but went to sleep anyway. I awakened in the dark tent. I tried to awaken my husband but couldn't. I felt tickling at my feet. I thought it was him. I screamed, "stop it," but he didn't reply. I felt tickling at my feet, my chest, my head and I realized it wasn't him. I reached for the flash light when the tickling turned to intense pain. I turned on the light to be filled with fright.
Deep, deep in the damp, damp forest our tent was filled with snakes. I looked my husband, he wasn't asleep, but dead, now my time is coming too... Arlie Cleveland Holmes Landy
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