Camp Stories

Once there was a guy, he was average, brown hair green eyes. His name was Michale Shaw, people called him Mike.

Mike was a counsler at a summer camp, and sometimes he just needed to get away from the annoying kids, and the noise. So he would go up into the woods, and just breathe. One night he got slightly lost in the woods and was up there for a long time.

In the distance he saw two red lights coming towards him, he figured they were counslers coming to get him, and put the red on their flashlights so they wouldn't attract bugs. But then he noticed the two red lights were in sync, perfectly in sync. So it wasn't counslers.

Then he heard a deep growling coming from the trees, there was another pair of the lights, and another and another. The lights coming from everywhere, closing in on him. A deep growling coming from all aroung him. He screamed.

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The next day some counslers went up and found Mike, he was brusied, bloody, and half dead. The grab him and carefully carry his limp body down to the main camp, and then call for an ambulance. He is taken to a hospital and then to a mental hospital, for years all he can mutter is "Red eyes, Red eyes."

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six years later

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After a few years he is almost normal, as long as you don't mention the incident. He goes back to a counseler reunion at the camp. When they all decide to go up to the woods he refuses and stays down at the lodge. About thirty minutes later they came back to find Mike dead on the floor.