I was on a 22 day canoe trip with my friends at a summer camp called Camp Ahmek which is organized by Taylor Statten Camps. It was the night of our twelfth day of tripping when I woke up at around 3:00am to take a piss.
I got back into the tent after I did my business and was about to fall asleep when all of a sudden, there was a great big splash in the water by the bridge just 20 meters down the road. I was spooked. "What the hell was that?" I thought to myself. Another 30 seconds went by and I heard another splash. And then a third one a bit later.
By this point, I'm in the middle of the tent after crawling there from the door where I was originally sleeping, because of how scared I was. There was rustling around the text and I pulled out my pocket knife and held it in my hands. Prepared to use it at any given moment.i heard nothing after that though and I eventually fell asleep.
The next morning, I asked my cabin mates and my two councillors if they'd been out in the at 3:00am throwing rocks in the water or something and they said I hadn't. I asked the girls who we were camping with that night the same question, and they said no too.
I'll never know what the hell spooked me so bad that night...