A Noise In the Night – By Mary Ann Blair
The darkened forest fills with night sounds.
A sliver of moonlight peeks through the window of our tent.
I squeeze my eyes shut and pull my sleeping bag up under my chin.
A low grumbling sound begins to rattle around inside my ears.
The sound grows louder, picking up speed, rumbling through the tent like a freight train.
I wriggle deeper into my sleeping bag.
What kind of hideous creature could make such an awful noise?!
I flip on my flashlight and sweep it slowly around our tent.
In the beam of light, I can see the beast—his chest rising and falling, nostrils flaring in and out.
The noise crashes against the walls of our tent, but I’m no longer afraid.
It’s not a ferocious bear, or a two-headed monster, or a fire-breathing dragon.
It’s just my dad. . .the loudest snorer in all of the forest.
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