Snipes by Kate Wynstelle.

WARNING! This story was written for Halloween. Some content may not be appropriate for children. :) Should also not be read by those who have not enjoyed (or shall I say... experienced) snipe hunting, but that's your choice.

"Deep in the woods a rabbit hops, a cricket chirps, and a snipe waits." -S.C. Bell
The girls started to gather, collecting sacks and snipe repellant.
They must catch the snipe.
     It had attacked at dawn; as Susie and Mackenzie had come back from the WC, it had leaped out, claws ready, and slashed Susie's arm. Luckily for the girls, they had toothpaste. Mackenzie speezed it on the snipe, Susie screamed in pain, and the snipe vanished into the trees. Tonight, the girls had to hunt it down, before it claimed another victim.
The snipe expert of the area, Mr. Zim, divided the group into two. He sent most of the girls around to the back edge of the forest- to make noise and chase the snipe, its friends, and family towards the trap. The trap was the second group of girls. 7 of them, Martha, Kenna (not named after anyone), Layla, Sarah, Larue (also a random name), Vanessa, and Fay. Only two of them, Sarah and Fay, had ever seen a snipe before. They were all excited, nervous, and extremely terrified.
"They'll be here soon," Mr. Zim said, "they travle through the trees, so keep your eyes up. Be aware of everything. To draw them to you, give the snipe call." Here Mr. Zim made a grotesque trill, and the girls repeated it.
"Remember," he said, as he left to help the other group, "they will leap at you, and that's when you use the sack."
"But what if we don't get the sack up in time?" the youngest girl, Larue, asked.
Mr. Zim answered with a look of frightened doom, then melted into the tenebrous abyss.

There was a void of silence; a space which soon filled with fear. A scared girl would sometimes call out the scream of the snipe, but solemn saturninity was 'stealthily, stealthily, stealthily'* spun into the shadows surrounding them. Seeds of suspence were planted in the girls minds and hearts; some of them were gasping for air, the intensity was so intense.
After some minutes, Martha whispered to fay, who lay in the bushes by her side, "what is a snipe like?"
In taunt tones, Fay described a morbid creature. Black skin, hard and slimy, but covered with dull fur. It's body was small, which made it easy for it to slip by- unseen, unheard, unnoticed until it ultimately attacked! Crying a horrible cry, the snipe would leap out- no, it would fly into the air. It would unsheath it's claws and as it descended, its eyes would be seen- one red, and one a murky green. Those eyes seemed to be filled with horrors and nightmares.
Fay would've continued, but was interrupted by a screech from Vanessa. Kenna's little sister was turned around, and pointing into the black sheet of night. "I saw it! I saw it's eyes!"  All turned, and all saw one dot of red, and one dot of green. Still and unmoving; blinking and winking.
Martha fainted, Vanessa continued yelling things, Kenna and Larue were crying. Sarah hid her face, and Layla's eyes never left the snipes.
"They're coming closer!" Vanessa shrieked. Fay trilled the snipe summons, and all shushed her (some rather loudly, some with much fright).
Then, there was a crashing from the other side of the trees, the sound of many small feet.
Vanessa screamed.... one last time.

Based on a true story (I was Fay).
If you have been snipe hunting, please email me. This story is funny when told from another veiw point.
*That quote comes from the Edgar Allen Poe story "Telltale Heart". Kel and I have an inside joke about that quotation, which is originally why it was included. (did you know that "quotation" is not a word, according to this?)