Once upon a time five kids sat around a campfire. They laughed, sang songs, told scary stories that weren't so scary, and most of all had fun. One kid was a daredevil, one kid was a beauty queen, one kid was a singer/actress, one was funny in a way that upset most adults, and one was a boy. They were in the daredevil's backyard.
Behind them was the woods, dark and impenetrable. Long after the campfire burned out and they ran out of stories, one kid woke up in her tent. Which kid? Try and figure it out.
She had to use the restroom. Badly. The backdrop to the house was unlocked but her friend's parents really didn't like her. She crept into the woods and did her business. She was maybe twenty feet from the campsite.
She stood up and turned to go back to her nice warm tent. It was gone. The entire campsite was gone.
She turned around in a circle. She cursed as loud as she could hoping someone would hear her, assume she broke a bone and would come running to save her. No one showed up.
"I am gonna get you losers for this!" she yelled.
No reply. The woods which had been full of animal noises a second ago was silent.
She crunched through the leaves in the direction that she was sure the campsite had been in. After five minutes of this she stopped. Now she was even more lost.
Great.
"I am gonna kill you losers."
A long drawn out howl came from behind her.
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Blame The Clown (Holiday Special Upload)
HorrorSo it's Christmas. Again. And I'm bored at a holiday party, so I scared a drunk British lady into peeing herself with these stories. FYI, they suck, and are not scary. So enjoy this not scary read.
