Short Story: Campfire Night

Every Saturday after dinner, without any prompting, the kids scampered upstairs to brush their teeth and change into their pyjamas. And if they were feeling extra impatient, they would even help wash the dishes and clean up so that the adults could get ready for bed sooner. Because Saturday night was campfire night, and there was no time to lose.

Once the whole family was ready, they snuggled into their nest of blankets. Instead of a real campfire, they set a torchlight under their special brazier, so that when the light shone through, the whole room turned red like a real campfire.

And then it was story time.

“Once upon a time, there was a house made out of cheese…”

~End~

Genre: slice of life, family

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