Yesterday, I took my little sister to the woods for the night. We were supposed to sleep in our small but sturdy tent. A summer wind blew across our hot and tired face.

As we walked to find a perfect spot, my sister let out a loud and horrified scream. She jumped up and down till I grabbed her by her small hands and calmed her down. She told me she just saw an ugly dwarf behind a creepy tree.

Once upon a time (it was around the first of August) a group of adventurous campers, and their pets, set out on a short weekend excursion. They packed up their trailer with all the necessary food supplies- popcorn, steak, Twinkies, diet Dr. Pepper- and journeyed down the interstate to the deep, dark forests of Northern Arizona.