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THE FROG JOURNAL

Tag: fun fiction

  • The calamity at the red light

    The calamity at the red light

    The calamity at the red light Time is relative. Of course, that’s easier said than understood, especially if one is a kid. Tim was a kid. He is with his mom and they are waiting at a red light. The intersection is filled with waiting cars. As Tim looks around, he can see an endless…

  • Butterbeans and the tavern ghost

    Butterbeans and the tavern ghost

    Butterbeans and the tavern ghost The cave-in left Jared disoriented and confused. The path beneath the old ghost town is no longer passable. However, he is worried less, since he spoke with Alex on the two way radio. Fortunately, the way back was short, and within minutes, he can see the opening where he entered…

  • Treasures and tumbleweeds with Butterbeans

    Treasures and tumbleweeds with Butterbeans

    Treasures and tumbleweeds with Butterbeans It didn’t take long for Jared to realize things were off. He was waiting patiently. However, the sun was sinking lower and lower on the horizon. And the tunnel below the barn was eerily quiet. And Alex and Butterbeans had not returned. Jared examines the mysterious map he found, and…

  • Protected: The pawn ticket – Checkmate

    Protected: The pawn ticket – Checkmate

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  • Hawkeye hunter, an inverse tale

    Hawkeye hunter, an inverse tale

    Hawkeye hunter, an inverse tale The first time wasn’t the last time. Which meant it hadn’t been a fluke. He scans the terrain once more, before moving to the next hunting ground. The other hunter, is circling another feeding ground. With lazy spirals and willful maneuvers, the other hunter covers every square inch of the…

  • The old wagon trail with Butterbeans

    The old wagon trail with Butterbeans

    The old wagon trail with Butterbeans The first thing Alex notices is the freshness of the air. They are in an underground area. In fact, he already went the length of the climbing rope a little ways back. Now he is walking along a darkened tunnel. However, the air is fresh. It isn’t stale, or…

  • The encountered odds with Butterbeans

    The encountered odds with Butterbeans

    The encountered odds with Butterbeans Emily Kate was regaining her colt’s trust. The excited and playful colt would run each time Emily approached. After a while Emily was able to get within a few feet. Then, it was a matter of some fancy apple slices, and the jig was up. She moves them back toward…