Author’s Note: This story is based on a true event hope you like it.
Have you ever been camping before?
For some people they would love it as for me… I lost my interest in camping. It was because of an incident that happened when I was 5 years old till this day I can’t forget about it…
It was a sunny day when me and my cousins went camping. I would play with my youngest cousin his name is Jose. Me and Jose would play some card game at our camping spot we would wait for the other 3 to come back from fishing. It would take 2 hours until they got back… we would then cook the fish on the campfire when we were finish we would sleep…
I would wake up at night it would be around 2 or 3 AM in the morning. I would hear voices coming outside off a distance… I would hold my cousin trying to fall back asleep it would take 3 hours until the voices disappeared…
The second day I would not tell no one about it I thought I was just hearing things but that was until I thought after night hit… at night I woke up chilly and cold I wouldn’t go back to sleep I remembered a scream that echoed across the forest it would sound like a little girl… I would mind my own business and try to go back to sleep…
On the third day I would start seeing shadow figures at a distance from our campsite. I would just watch the shadow figures until I couldn’t see them no more… At night time I would stay up until 2 in the morning… I would hear quietly as the forest sounded awfully quiet I wouldn’t mind and fall asleep…
On the fourth day and last day me and Jose and the others would go explore. We would keep on track with the others until half an hour past and me and Jose would end up lost…
We then would walk around trying to find them as one hour has passed we would walk at a random direction…
We would walk for a while until we heard a knock at a nearby tree. I would pretend I didn’t hear nothing as for Jose he would think I did it we then kept walking onwards…
We the saw a silhouette figure passing by us we would try to stay quiet as possible as it past by and when it did we would speed walk it would take 10 minutes until something happened…
We then felt a chilling hand crawl up our shoulders and hear so of a whisper saying our names…
At that time we would run as fast as possible I would trip on a stick and feel a sense of bloodlust coming from behind my back I would turn I tell you what I saw scared me for until now.
What I saw was a corpse like horned being or rather a monster pulling on my leg. At that point I would scream at my cousin to help me. He would be scared to but still helped me. He would grab my hands. The monster being would slowly push me towards it at that point I thought I was going to die until my cousin kicked it making the monster let go off my leg. I would get a 3 cuts going down my leg after that we would run fast…
We would find the others and tell then what had happened. They would stare at my leg as it bled. They seemed shocked we left as fast as possible..
As we were driving off, I saw in a distance away from the car and into the forest. The monster just standing there looking at me with a cold stare. I would soon never forget that time. When we got home I got my leg cleaned. I told my mom and grandma they seemed like they heard this story before I told them… They told me that this has happened 3 times not including me in the family. I would never forget that…
I’m 16 going to 17 now and till this day I still have the scars from the time I was cut from the monster. I just wonder what would happen if we stayed a fifth night in the forest…