CAMP-IN-THE-YARD by Vivian L Thompson -

They could not get to sleep.
Tom sat up and looked outside.
He saw the lights in the house
go out, one by one.
Now the yard was very very dark.
It was almost black.
He saw something black moving.
"Mike!" he whispered,
"something black is coming!"
Mike looked out and whispered, "I can't see anything!"
Then Mike put his head outside the tent.
"Tom, something cold and wet
touched my face!"
"Help! Help!" they shouted
."Run! Run!"
And out of the tent they ran.
Out of the tent, through the dark,
and something ran
behind them.
Across the yard, up the steps,
they heard it coming closer....
"Help! Dad! A big black thing!"
"Help! Dad! A cold wet thing!"