This is how one of her camp fire story's goes....
It was a hot summers night in the northern territory. the earth was red, the sky was dark with stars and the moon shinning the earth. a family was camping near a camp site. there was around 85 family's camping there all so close to each other's tent near the river.
This family was called the gibson family, they had a mum, and dad, a 17 year old boy and a 6 year old girl. the mother and daughter was in one tent sleeping and the father and son in the other tent sleeping. it was around 11:30 a night and everyone was asleep, all you could hear was the breeze passing by the tents. But the older boy needed to go to the toilet so with out waking anyone up he got out of the tent and went to the public camp toilets. When e finished he walked out and started walking back to the tent. then something caught his eye, it was a 13 year old girl in the tree not far from he was. he walked up to her and ask where her parents where, she said she didn't have any. the boy was a little confused and ask if she was lost, she said no. strangely the boy began to get scared and ask her his last question " who are you" the girl slowly lifted her face up and to the boys horror her face had all of these cuts on it, with sticking dark blood dripping down her face and spattered onto the boys face that look up to her. " Kikikio" she said and the boy knew for sure he had to run; from what he had been told is that she was just a myth, but no one had been able to live to prove she was real. the girl jumped down from the tree and started to chase the boy, is was not long be for he go to the camp sight and started to scream, but it seemed no one was there. he then open his family's tents to find they where gone, leaving blood trails to somewhere. he looked around to see the girl had vanished and the boy was scared. he cheeked almost everyone's tents and no one was to he found, only blood trails with sticky warm blood leading somewhere. the boy couldn't think straight and then he passed out. he then awoke on what seemed to be sunny. he was painting and looked to his side rose his father sleeping next to him. he sighed in relief and cheeked his mums and sisters tent, they were still asleep too. then when he looked around he saw it, he saw blood trails leading to an old oak tree, where all the camping where hung there and stabbed to death. the blood trails here dry. the boy tried to scream but he couldnt, he just walked up to the tree to see blood where still dropping from some body's. he put out his and and hot sticky blood dropped on it. the boy then raced back to his family's texts but it was too late, they where already stabbed and blood was spilled everywhere, he then saw thy girl again, in her bloody school dress and her long her messy, she held a small sharp knife and looked at him with a Blake expression
