"The Ghost In The Campfire"

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Lastly, It was Rene's turn. He was making fun of everybody because he knew that the others wanted to sleep.

"I'am the last one to tell my story. I bet you are going to run after hearing this story.

"Ha ha ha ha..." the boys laughed.

"My story goes like this...

Patricia Reyes was taking a week of her reporting job because of stress. She decided to go on a camping trip to a place where no one could reach and bother her.
    When she got all her equipment ready, she decided to invite a friend to come with her. Ingrid knew just the right person to ask: Paul. He never did anything special and she had thought for a long time that he should get out and about.

Patricia called Paul.

"Hi, Paul. Its Patricia. I'm calling about the lunch we were going to..."

"Oh, it's okay if you want to cancel the appointment," Paul interrupted.

"Oh, no I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to come with me on my camping trip, Patricia announced.

"I would love to, but only if i can choose the place we go."

"Well I haven't really decided on a place yet. I was going to ask the camping association to recommend a good spot."

"Then can I choose the place?"

"Okay."

"Then we are going to tagaytay," Paul announced and hung up.

Both Paul and Patricia were a little late tje morning of their departure. When Paul got all his things into Ingrid's car they were 20 minutes behind schedule.

The car ride up was not so bad, but Ingrid noticed that Paul was acting a little strange. He didn't talk at all. He just sat there with a horrified look on his face as if he was thinking of something frightening.

     By the time that they got to the campsite, Paul was talking and seemed to have forgotten whatever he had been thinking about. However, when he got out of the car he got a pale look on his face. Ingrid first asked Paul where he wanted to set up for the night and after he told her, she asked him to tell her what he was thinking about. Paul said nothing.

   After they set up and were in front of the camp fire, Ingrid noticed that there was a light directly behind Paul.

    It was darting closer and closer. It seemed like a firefly, and it seemed to settle directly above him. As soon as Paul turned around the light dimmed and a figure dramatically appeared from the dense forest behind them. It was hideous, with limbs missing and blood all over it.

   Then, just as Patricia screamed, it was gone. It was just as if nothing had happened.
    Paul started to say in a weak voice,

"The reason we came here was that I wanted to see my wife again."

"Well then, where does she live?" Ingrid asked in an exasperated voice, not yet recovered from the horror of the prior scene.

"Nowhere. I can't see her, she can only see me."

"What do you mean?" Ingrid asked in uneasy voice.

"Well, I killed her."

"How,? Asked Ingrid. She was rapidly approaching a state of panic.

"I accidentally ran her over in the car, but I was scared and so I threw her in the lake and now she haunts these woods.."

After hearing the last story teller, the boys felt someone was looking at them. When they felt that they were not alone, they all ran as fast as they could to go their campsite.

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