Life Isn't Always Good... Sometimes it's CRAP!

From the story "Is That Banjos I Hear" The sun vanished and that is when the quandary began. The Boogie men emerged. I was alone, weaponless, and in the dark. Maybe I wasn’t alone; there was still the matter of “No Shoulders Jr.” I still had no idea if he was around or not, but I kept an eye out for him as I stoked the fire and added more wood. Everything around me was pitch black except the piercing light made by the camp fire. I started getting a peculiar sensation that someone or something was staring at me. The focal point was coming from the woods. If my suspicion was accurate, it had unobstructed vision of me because I was illuminated like a light bulb from the light of the fire. Shadows of my body were reflecting off the leaves of the nearby trees. Whenever I moved, it appeared something was moving in the brush. Was it me or was there an apparition stalking me? Close by, but out of good visibility, was a tree that had long branches and resembled gorilla arms. The arms reached out toward me whenever the wind blew. Abruptly, because of the sudden increase in wind, it seemed the arms were trying to wrap themselves around me. Then I began to mumble to myself. “Did I say gorilla arms? Bigfoot has gorilla arms doesn’t he? Wait! Are those eyes glaring at me off in the distance? No silly that is only a rock. You are crazy man! But wait! Bigfoot has been known to frequent this area. You know that because you’ve read every reported event since 1890. Trust your gut! Prepare yourself for something big and bad.” To take my mind off all the craziness, I started humming a verse from the song “The War of my Life” by John Mayer. Come out Angels Come out Ghosts Come out Darkness Bring everyone you know I’m not running I’m not scared I am waiting And well prepared Unexpectedly, there was a loud noise that interrupted my rhythm.