The mysterious tenting night

Darkness had taken over day ,the misty clouds shifted across the sky and the trees echo in the wind.My back quivers ,nerves sprinting around my body while I walk to the tent.I see the grass being tortured by my shoes.I climb into the tent slowly wondering if I could make it through the night.I fall onto the mattress the softness calms me.Slowly my fear slips away with my happiness.I drift a sleep waiting for the sun 

by Brigham