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Nestled among the trees in a primitive campsite, A cub scout and his mother were on their third camp-out. The tent was pitched; double foil wrapped food was cooked just right. The young campfire cook gave his skills a great workout. In the past they had stayed there several days at a time. Driving through the forest just the mom and her young boy. Thinking about those days brings back memories sublime. It was a lot of work, but brought them so much joy. Nights were spent listening to the serenading bullfrog. At dawn, she photographed wildlife while he made bird-calls. One morning when they came around the bend in the fog, A long-necked majestic doe stood tall and enthralled. The angle was such that she could not get a good shot. So, she handed him her Cannon; he aimed, then, clicked. It would be days prior to seeing the picture he got. She and her son took pleasure in the woodlands frolicked. In the hours of darkness they finished playing cards. Their lantern was glowing; it was time to go to sleep. Outside there was a whirring they could not disregard. The mother turned out the light; whispered, “Don't make a peep!” Her heart was pounding faster and her eyes opened wide. She was afraid to move, but tried her best to be brave. She unzipped the tent slowly and took a look outside. The unlikely sight she saw gave her heart a shock wave. Up in the sky was a circle of lights… humongous! The outer ones were orange and the inner ones flashed white. The sound was so loud that soon the boy became anxious. With a quiet hush she said, “We're going to be alright.” All she could think about was fear and their abduction. Teenage daughters, not camping, needed her to survive. She was so terrified her mind could hardly function. There was nothing she could do to get out of there alive. Would sharp-witted life forms from outer space understand? She had no choice but try; inside she shed silent tears. Begging aloud to the alien craft, words unplanned. Daughters, with no one to tend them would struggle for years. When she explained their situation, the noise ceased quickly. She peeked outside again to see only stars in the sky. He, now a man, was not allowed to look out…hazy. She thanks God for the night the aliens went bye-bye. © October 8, 2011 Dane Smith-Johnsen P.S. Years later, she saw the same craft in NASA space photos listed as something not seen before…unidentified! When she went to show her husband, the picture had “disappeared!”
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