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>go camping with friends in the woods in Florida as a teenager so we can drink and smoke weed
>we bring some bricks so that we can make a rocket stove.
>get drunk, cook some steaks on the brick rocket stove, smoke some weed, have general /out/ fun
>pass out in friends big tent
>in the middle of the night we hear a crash
>go outside and see that something knocked over our brick rocket stove
>hear noises out in the woods
>friend brought a fucking bb gun thinking that will protect us from the skinwalkers and cryptoids
>he starts firing into the woods in the direction of the noise
>we hear what sounds like a grown man start screaming and groaning
>my friends all decide to run away back down the trail towards his truck, leaving me there
>I have to follow them alone back to the truck
>we sleep in the camper of his truck and gather our things in the morning
>when we get to the tent it has been dug through and some of our food, alcohol and a sleeping bag of my friends was missing.
>tfw someone was out there with us
>tfw someone would have gotten us if it wasn't for him knocking over the brick
could never convince my friends to go camping with me ever again.
