The story of and a guide to Chopwell Woods in North-east England.

Halloween poem.

A poem about Halloween and all of the scarey monsters that walk around on that night.

A Triond writer suggested expanding my story to something more then what I originally wrote. This is my attempt without losing the balance and humor of the first story. Hope my improved truck stop stories entertain you because I had fun writing them.Here is for you Tim!

It’s about how sometimes people sit around and wait for something bad to happen. But then they get nervous waiting around, so they get up to go find it, the bad things that is. It’s not good to be looking for bad things.

It’s about how sometimes people sit around and wait for something bad to happen. But then they get nervous waiting around, so they get up to go find it, the bad things that is. It’s not good to be looking for bad things.

I started this story some time ago, and want to know if I should continue it. Please give me your opinion.

Bats, either you love them or you hate them.

A lost camper meets up with a bat in a cave.

Resubmission: Chaîne alimentaire diabolique.