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Micro-terrors are family-friendly frights for those ages 8 and up.

And while our stories are for younger ears, we are still talking about things that go bump in the night and some children may not be able to handle what others can

Parental consent is recommended now for tonight's micro terror.

The Cricket by Scott Donnelly

In the middle of the woods with warm sunbeams shining down through the gaps in the canopy,

uh, wait, no, deep in the woods where the sun doesn't dare invade, a cricket sat perched upon a mossy rock.

In the coldness of the woods that surrounded it, the cricket knew he had committed a crime

against nature and chirped nervously without...

No, scratch that. The cricket didn't care one bit that he committed the ultimate crime against nature.

He scoffed at nature. Nature didn't control him. He was a rebel cricket. A rebel cricket with no one to tell

him what he could do and could not do. If he wanted to commit atrocities, then he would commit atrocities.

The cricket looked around as he chirped.

His legs rubbed together arrogantly.

He made the only sound for miles, and that's the way he liked it. Suddenly out of nowhere the leaves

rustled nearby the cricket went silent he gawked at the location of the

disturbance leaves and bushes moved, eventually giving way to a bushy groundhog.

Wait, no. It was a wolverine with sharp teeth and anger in his eyes that emerged from the brush.

He'd heard the rumors around the woods.

Some rebel cricket had committed crimes and atrocities against nature, and that cricket had

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