When my dad was a kid he liked to build, so, one day when he was 9 he built a two floored fort way at the edge of the woods. When he finished he was really excited so he invited his friend, Frank, to sleepover and they slept in the fort.
Then, in the middle of the night, Frank started crying because he was to scared from all the scary noises from the woods. So, he went home. My dad decided he could do it so he continued sleeping in the fort. THEN, he started crying and his mom came ALL the way from there house (somehow she heard him) and carried him back inside.
Yeah not as funny as the other one. Next times story isn't very funny, it's more serious.
