Camp fire stories
Posted 15 September 2010 - 03:44 PM
What was that? Annie's senses prickled at the unusual noise and the ensuing silence. "On no. He's fallen". Annie leapt out of bed and rushed towards the stairs. She slowed as she reached the bottom. What if he hadn't fallen. What if it were burglars? What if it were aliens? No, that’s just silly. But as a precaution she grabbed the first thing to hand (an old umbrella left by the front door for emergencies) and tip toed towards the kitchen, which was still in silence. When she got there, she stopped and stood perplexed by the scene in front of her. Alfies slippers were standing in front of the worktop in the place where he should be stirring their nocturnal brew. But they were empty. Where had Alfie gone?
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Posted 16 September 2010 - 11:38 AM
she felt someone wiping her face with a wet cold cloth. It felt so good. She opened her eyes and was almost sick when she realized it was the dog who came out to help by licking her face. Brave dog! Annie couldn't go on looking for Alfie until she had washed her face but once that was finished she picked up the umbrella and started her search again. "I wonder what time it is?" thought the worried Annie.
Outside as Annie called out for Alfie it began to rain heavy..as she opened the umbrella she felt her feet lift off the ground..what's happening she cried....
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Posted 18 September 2010 - 07:24 AM
When they went to bed that night, Annie knew that sleep would be difficult. Although they didn't discuss it, 66 years ago that day Albert had died in a tragic accident. The twins had been walking along the River Road on the way home. Annie Park was driving toward them on the other side of Blind Man's Bend when a deer jumped onto the road. In an effort to avoid the animal she swerved, lost control and struck the twins. Alfie was bruised, Albert was killed. Annie's car ended up in the river and she drowned. It was a sad time in Parksville as the two families grieved with friends and neighbours.
Oh she had dreams before about that day, but never like this. Alfie, come here and tell me what to do. One figure came forth and the other...........
Posted 18 September 2010 - 08:20 AM
the dead dear with its throat ripped open!! Annie screamed MY GOD ALFIE wat the frig hav you done!!! Alfie looked at her with sad eyes like a dog wantin some of your dinner she felt repulsed and tried to back away from him but........
Posted 18 September 2010 - 09:37 PM
Posted 19 September 2010 - 06:06 PM
She glanced around her, looking for something that made sense. It was a full moon. Was that it? Was her dearest Alfie an Alf-wolf? or was it a Were-alf? Either way, as if to confirm her fears, Alfie gave out a little howl as he rose to a standing position. "sorry honey" he said in a deep voice "it was the only way I could get to see my twin, I didn't think you would ever find out"
"so what now?" Annie was beginning to get a bit miffed. "You can't be hungry" she said sarastically, eyeing the remains of the unfortunate deer....
Posted 20 September 2010 - 01:22 AM
As Gazscary paused in her story, the kids around the campfire shuddered as a collective mass. Werewolves!! Little Jack had heard the roar of lions on the Serrengetti, had snakes cross his path but werewolves gave him the willies. And Young Willie had to pee like a race horse but no friggen way was he leaving for the dark outhouse. NG, stood and faked a yawn, masked his fear by suggesting that everyone has some sinemat and go to bed, we can finish this story tomorrow in the daylite. But when no one offered to walk with him to the bunkhouse beyond the safety of fire and light, he quickly sat down again. Despite already sweating buckets, Ricky moved tighter to the fire as he saw the full moon beginning to cross the cloudy sky. Full moon and werewolves?, Eileen tipped her head back and howled with sheer delight making the Texan Girls scream. Ems tried to get a song going with Twinkle Twinkle Little Star to prop up the courage but everyone was too busy watching the darkness for predators. When Eric declared that he had never heard of a story before with dead deer and shots to the kneecaps, Camp Director Carol put a hand on his back, fingers round his neck said it could of happened. With a whimper, he sat down again. But no one took their eyes off of the little girl at the edge of the light and her two pistols. As the storyteller started again, the kids hushed.
Edited by jb49, 20 September 2010 - 01:32 AM.
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Posted 23 September 2010 - 02:48 PM
Annie, Alf and Alf all looked at each other speechless. Three sets of eyes, as big as saucers, swivelled towards Brooksie, who looked unruffled. "Just a little something i've been working on. I've been extracting the blood of the norms who have converted - I think it will bring things back to life". Annie and Alfies thoughts flew to Albert.
At that moment, the deer started to act very strangly. It twitched and contorted and spun around so fast that they lost sight of it completely for a few seconds. when it slowed, it no longer looked like a deer. It was more like...............
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Posted 26 September 2010 - 06:48 AM
When Alf and Annie married, they had set up house on the property near the factory and bordered on the Farm. The Farm supplied most of the garden produce for Parksville. The factory was about abandoned having committed many atrocities to the environs surrounding its property. The wells, stream and wildlife were all questionable in terms of safety. Alf's first symptoms were seizures, followed by memory loss. Still he worked the factory, fished and hunted the whitetailed deer that fed along the river bank. After many years of sickness, Annie had found him dead in the woods where he had been hunting deer. Her health had deteriorated as well. The new doctor in town had talked of Parkinsons, a new disease being researched in England. Her hand shook, her voice weakened, could hardly write a grocery list that she could read. Finally Albert, Alf's twin invited her to move with her Dog to his house on the other side of town. He was a dear person and him and his wife looked after her needs.
After massive Xrays of her head, in an attempt to establish brain damage, Ann, who had always dreamed in detail, became almost psychic. Her dreams became deeper with more and stunning detail. And questions. I'll be right there Albert she responded through veiled eyes. The dog at her side whimpered as she slipped off again into sleep. Her mind raced to another time, to her house with Mamma in the kitchen making gingerbread. The smell of it drifted upward as she played in the nursery with her blocks. The letters spun around forming words and they .......
Posted 26 September 2010 - 07:20 AM
Again they shuffled and now read ENA BATES IN THIRD, Funny, Ena was the Bates girl, her first live in sitter. Something happened with her and she left crying. Third?, Ena's room was the third door up the hallway. Again they shuffled NANI IS BED THREAT Nani, her next sitter was a girl from overseas. Something had happened with her and Poppa. Ann was supposed to be sleeping and she opened Nani's door to see what the screams were about. So confusing for a little girl but Poppa was very angry and had tried to hide from her. The lettered blocks scrambled again. Her father;'s face burned in Anns mind as her mind raced. The blocks now read HATE BRIDE ANN SIT. What could that mean, her mom was a bride named Ann. SIT, her babysitters?, the sitting room of of her parent's bedroom? An idea formed in her mind, Poppa before he went away to wherever he went, used to have a safe in the floor, under the carpet in that sitting room. Another secret she wasn't supposed to know about. As a 5 year old she used to play with the knob, never knowing the combination. For the last time the blocks shuffled and spelt out the words ANNIES BIRTH DATE. She flew out of bed, with renewed vigour. Her mind was clear and knew what she had to do. Quickly she dressed, ate with Albert and his wife and called for a cab. Soon she was riding it past frame houses which made way for brick mansions and soon she had the cab pull into a circular drive at a house that she used to call home. Asking the driver to wait, she strengthened her resolve and proceeded to............
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