Thursday, October 29, 2015

"The Jungle" a short story by Craig Zimmerman

Michael's father was moving some rocks out in one of their fields when he discovered the petrified trees.

Michael ran out to the field after hearing his father shout. They both stared at the find.  Dozens of Ginkgo trees frozen in time after being covered in lava eons ago.

That night, Michael had a vivid dream of being among the Ginkgo trees, except that in the dream the trees were green and alive. 

The next night the dream was even more realistic. As Michael sat in a tree, he could hear the sounds of prehistoric animals moving through the brush. Once he even got a glimpse of a Saber-Toothed Tiger.

After a dreary, friendless day at school, Michael longed for the escape of his dreams. 

Eventually, Michael found that he could return to the jungle any time he wanted. All he had to do was concentrate.

One day, Michael simply vanished. Volunteers scoured the desert calling his name, but Michael couldn't hear them, he was sitting in his favorite tree, a million years in the past.






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