- Ooooh, spooky!
Username: Anza
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Prompt response:
Sam had sat up in bed so rapidly that her head had brushed against the wooden roof of the log cabin and, for a second, Sam found herself grateful for her short stature which had prevented her from painfully slamming her head. She stared out the window and strained her ears as much as she could to pick up the sound that had first brought her back from the land of dreams. “It’s probably a woodpecker hiding away his loot in the side of a tree...” Sam reasoned with herself until another thought came to her head. “But wait, woodpeckers are daytime birds...they wouldn’t be up this late?” Sam felt a chill go down her spin which resulted in goosebumps along her arms and her legs. “This is absolutely ridiculous!” Sam thought to herself. Before heading to bed, her cabin mates had insisted on ghost stories and here was the result: scared by the possible sounds of the outdoors. Perhaps the year she had spent in the city instead of back home on her farm had made her soft.
Grabbing her flashlight from the corner pocket of her backpack, Sam decided to go outside and see where that noise was coming from. Sam crept slowly to the cabin door in order to avoid waking the other Kalons that looked peacefully deep asleep. The door closed behind her with a tiny squeak of resistance to have been woken up at this hour, and Sam felt the cool breeze of the night air brush across her fur. The cold air was comforting, compared to the cabin behind her which was a bit stuffy from the daytime heat. Sam shone her flashlight at the woods surrounding the camp in an attempt to find what had woken her. To Sam’s surprise, the noise had stopped as soon as Sam had lifted a light to see what it was. Perhaps the animal had decided to seek its midnight snack at a different spot...”Or maybe, the monster is just afraid of the light and when you turn that flashlight off it will leap up at you and sink its teeth...” A little voice spoke in Sam’s head teasingly. “Ahh stop it!” Sam hissed at herself before quickly returning back to the cabin. “The sound had stopped and it didn’t look like anyone was out there in the middle of the night, besides a little girl frightened by too many ghost stories.” Sam reasoned. She found herself picturing Jake’s face if he had been here with her. He’d probably wake up the entire cabin to go search the forest, and call Sam a child for being scared of a little call of the wild. “I’m not a child.” Sam thought as if responding to Jake’s tease. She hurried back into bed and slowly wrapped the blankets around her. Sam kept her ears strained to here the noise but it seemed that whoever, or whatever was making them had retreated back into the forest.
