The girls were at the family cottage up North for the summer and the local girls met up with them to go on a picnic. With packed lunches in their backpacks, off they went towards the creek, skipping stones to the other side. This led them to a darker, damp terrain leading into the woods. Sounds of various birds and crickets were heard over the rushing water of the creek

The youngest, chubby girl started whining she was scared. One of the locals mocked her, “Ooooo, stranger danger!! Are you afraid of the boogie man?”. She squealed and said she’d rather wait by the water and they took off into the woods. Minutes felt like hours to chubby, so she started skipping rocks by the creek until she slipped on one looking strangely different. She took a stick to poke the odd looking shape…

Moss covered stone
sleeps lazily by the creek
army of ants

army of ants
secured by rock-hard shield
camouflaged with moss 

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