Survival Stories
"All of these additions, like the carved benches, the trails, the firepits," Maggie said, "were made by other Explore classes."
"You'll leave a lasting impression too," said Rick.
Chris stretched and let out a massive yawn.
"Are we keeping you up, Chris?" Maggie said.
He leaned back, arms crossed. "When does this get fun? So far this whole crock is nothing to get excited about.
Twenty Granola faces spun around and stared at Chris. It's just not worth it to lip off in Explore. I had a feeling Chris didn't care.
"Come on Sausage!"Kaylee whistled, and patted her leg again. "Come ON Sausage!" she cried. "We've got to go NOW!"
Sausage took one step forward, then backed up, whining.
Kaylee heard a reverberating CRACK, and turned, startled. A tall, blazing tree splintered across the lane. Before Kaylee could react, the flames roared across Jack’s property, licking up and over the frame of his house.
Jake woke in the middle of the night with his heart pounding. Something had startled him out of a dream. What was it?
He strained his eyes to see in the dark. A beam of moonlight shone through the skylight, allowing him to to see the outline of the other bunk bed. His younger sister Sierra's breathing was the only sound in the bunkhouse. Had he heard his parents moving around in the main cabin? He didn't think so.
Then he heard the noise again. Howling.
Jake woke in the middle of the night with his heart pounding. Something had startled him out of a dream. What was it?
He strained his eyes to see in the dark. A beam of moonlight shone through the skylight, allowing him to to see the outline of the other bunk bed. His younger sister Sierra's breathing was the only sound in the bunkhouse. Had he heard his parents moving around in the main cabin? He didn't think so.
Then he heard the noise again. Howling.
