“Camping Will be Fun,” George Said

 

Photo Copyright: Jan Wayne Fields

Here we are again and this week we’re gathered near a ruined tent in Rochelle’s driveway. We’ve come together to discuss our original stories for the week. This is the Friday Fictioneer’s group. Our hostess for the gathering is the talented and gracious author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for each of us this week and every week is to write a story with no more than 100 words, not counting the title. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and be inspired by the picture prompt for the week. This week’s prompt was provided by Rochelle’s husband, Jan Wayne Fields. Thanks, Jan. To read the other stories by group members, just click on the link below, then on the smiling frog. Next, follow the given directions.

16 August 2019

Genre: Humor Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

“Camping Will be Fun,” George said. by P.S. Joshi

“Camping will be fun,” George said.

He’d never been camping but said he’d read about it.

My only defense for being stupid and believing him was my youth. We were seventeen-year-old boys.

We borrowed his uncle’s tent and went to the local park camping grounds. Mercifully, there were no bears there, so we brought our food into the tent in case of rain.

Snug in our sleeping bags, we were drifting off to sleep when I felt itchy. I got up and turned on the lantern.

Ants had smelled our food. In a short time, I decided I’d prefer bears.