Fall Writing Frenzy 2026

I'm back for another year of the Fall Writing Frenzy! The photos were really fun this year, so I'm excited to dive into everyone's blog posts.

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S'mores and Skeletons

I’d been dreading the soccer team’s annual camping trip since before I knew it existed. It had everything I hated. Sleeping outside? Check. Lukewarm turkey sandwiches? Check. The near guarantee that a spider was going to crawl on me? Double check. 

At least we'd made it to the part of the night that wasn't so bad— s'mores and ghost stories. I was about to have these girls as scared of my story as I was of unrefrigerated lunch meat.

“The howling started as Jenna unzipped her sleeping bag. 

‘Did you hear that?’ She asked her tentmate.

‘Just the wind.’ Jill reassured her.

‘JENNAAAA.’ Something hissed.

‘There's no such thing as talking wind, Jill.’

Silence. 

Jill was gone. 

Her sleeping bag lay flat, like no one had ever touched it. 

Jenna tried to scream, but the collapsing tent clung to her open mouth. She never escaped. 

Years later, at a soccer team camp out, Jenna’s skeleton was discovered. Its jaw hung open, waiting to let out one final wail at the first girl to enter her tent.”

I had them. The entire soccer team had transported out of their skin with fear. Except Coach, who was giving me the death stare.