A 50-Word Story

In The Woods

Mark Starlin


Casey Horner

“It is pretty,” Jenny said as they arrived at the campsite.

“Told ya.”

“Whoa. Justin, that tree just moved toward us.”

“You’re silly. It must be your imagination.”

They pitched the tent.

As they slept, a dozen trees circled the tent and crept closer.

By morning, the tent had vanished.