Backyard Monster
Every summer my cousins would come over and we camp in the backyard. After a long night of play we crawled into the tent to go to sleep. I got into my sleeping bag and began to drift to sleep. Then I was frightened by something banging on the tent and growling. Then the tent unzipped and we could see my Uncle laughing at us.
Then I was frightened by something banging on the tent and growling. After a long night of play we crawled into the tent to go to sleep. I got into my sleeping bag and began to drift to sleep. Every summer my cousins would come over and we camp in the backyard. Then the tent unzipped and we could see my Uncle laughing at us.