Scariest experience of my life
The scariest experience in my whole life? Hmm that's a bit of a hard question. Well, actually it's not. So I was about 20 and camping in the woods with some buds. Everything is normal so far, so dont be getting scared yet.
We drove for like, 3 hours north of our local lamp post. It was an exhausting trip, but pretty funny. John tried to order some burgers at some shitty Mc.FastFood place, but all he managed to say is some weird guttural screeches, and a half assed "burger". It was pretty funny since he was acting like a dumbass.
So anyway we finally get to our camping spot and decide to set it up and whatever. We just spend whats left of the day fucking around, john even found a rusty axe, that was pretty cool. But here is where shit gets crazy, so my friend Evan comes up to me the next morning and says this "Dude something crazy happened last night, I thought I was gonna get killed by some bear or something."
He keeps talking so I'll write it here, keep in mind im talking from his perspective. "Yeah after all you guys went to bed, I still couldnt fall alseep, and about 3 or 4 hours later, I start hear'n some noise. Now I think its just some normal friendly forest critters so I just ignore it. About 15 minutes go by, or so i think, time is kinda stupid. But anyway, about 15 minutes later I hear it slowly coming to my tent. Now I had already thought it left at this point so I was pretend sleepin to trick myself into sleepin. But then I hear some real wack shit, it sounds like someone running a rock against an axe. Then all of a sudden someone bursts into my tent, and my god I thought it was a bear or something. But it turns out it was just you, you fucking dickhead." Now at this point I remembered and thought it was stupid he was telling me a story about me messing with him when I was there. Haha idiot.
The next few days are pretty usual camping stuff, exept for the weird cult setup and the bloody dolls we found, but thats not important. So now here is where shit scares me. It was getting really late on the drive home, and Johns car is a pos, the fucking lights dont work. So we gotta drive in the wilderness without lights for weeks.
About the hours after we left we finally get home, and here is where it actually get scary. John did some more screeching and kicked me out of his car when we got to my house. Then he did a weird laugh but whatever. Im fucking stoked to be home so i rush up there stairs. And oh boy here is where shit gets spooky... I tripped going up the stairs and fell about 1 or 2 steps. Scariest shit of my life, I thought I almost died.
Credited to HumanMaleNotanAlien
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