[CT2020] The Disappearing Campers. ..Non-writer

Twelve sat around the campfire, handholding, singing kumbaya, smoke drifting around eleven heads. Ten told tales to scare their souls and nine shrieked at sounds from out of the darkness surrounding the eight of them.

The seventh wondered why he had no partner while the six didn't notice he was gone. Each had one of the last five marshmallows but only four sticks, just enough for everyone.

Three cuddled around dying embers and two stoked it to a final life. One got up to leave but no one left. The wood settled to ash as the campfire chortled to itself.

a reply to: TerryMcGuire

Man, my verbosity was really cramped by that limit.
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a reply to: TerryMcGuire

Don't forget to put a link in the contest page.

Those chortling campfires !

a reply to: TerryMcGuire

My fault on the limit,you're welcome!

a reply to: TerryMcGuire

The word limit does create an interesting necessity of brevity. Nicely done. :-)