When we finished packing, we waited for our dads to get set up as well. Meanwhile, we said bye to our moms and to each of our houses. The camping trip was planned for 2 nights without any video games, television, books, food, snacks, or toys. I got an exception, because I told them I will bring my computer along just to document my very first time ever hiking. We intend to camp out just like the people back in the old days, catching animals and fish with sharpened twigs or sticks. The only things that we’re bringing with us are … AHHHHH! Sorry, got to turn off right now, bye…. WOW! That was close. The rabid beast almost chomped my head off! Now, I am hiding in a bush, hoping that beast won’t find me here. As I was saying, the only things that we were bringing with us were our clothes, a camping tent, and our knowledge of outdoor science and survival. We were so excited. We were also going to hike to the camping ground without any vehicle, just the “hiking” sticks we find on the ground.
So as we were hiking towards our campground, we have encountered some pretty strange things. At first, right when we stepped into the canvas of a family of trees with many different types of birds singing in a melody with the chorus of soothing breezes brushing through our hair in a sweet tone. It was a beautiful site! Then as we were walking we saw a deer staring directly at us, like we were going to harm it. We just ignored it and continued walking. All of a sudden, we saw a huge snake rapidly slither by; we chose to look where it was going. Once, we caught up with it, I saw the scariest thing I have ever seen. A huge family of white mice terminated while a snake was ripping and eating their heads off. We decided to move on before the snake finds us delicious. After finding the perfect camping spot, we decided to get set up.
After we set up our tent, we got started to make a campfire to stay warm. My dad said for me to get the stones, John to get a plenty amount of sticks and twigs, and both of the dads will carry and hull huge and heavy logs next to the fire to sit on. After, we already brought all those stuff; our dads already got the fire started. Right when I sat down, I felt as hungry as a 1000 year old starving elephant. My dad read my mind and said, “Lets try to catch something to eat”. While my dad was gone hunting, John’s dad kept an eye on the both of us while we were playing tag with each other while picking out berries that weren’t poisonous, I think. He told us to stay within the campground boundaries, and don’t go wandering off and get lost. We played for a while until I saw my dad come back holding a bloody, queer carcass over his back in one hand, and the sharpest stick I have ever seen in the other. I was shocked, turns out that was a deer carcass our dads prepared. They cooked it, cut it, and gave each of us 6 berries and a huge chunk of deer meat to eat. I have got to admit, it was DELICIOUS! It was all in best possible taste. After we were done eating, my dad gathered us around the campfire and decided that we should tell some scary stories.
My dad decided to go first. He called his story, “The Hook Man” Where A teenage boy drove his date to a dark and deserted Lovers' Lane for a nice dinner at Denny’s. He turned on the radio for rock music, leaned over to whisper in the girl's ear, and they left the car. After a couple of seconds of silence, an announcer's voice came on warning in an ominous tone that a murderer had just escaped from the state prison, which happened to be located within a half-mile of Lovers' Lane — and urged that anyone who notices a man wearing a stainless steel hook in place of his missing right hand should immediately report to the police. The girl became frightened and asked to be taken home. The boy, feeling strong, locked all the doors instead; assuring his date they would be safe. She became scared and pushed him away, insisting that they leave. The boy peevishly drove the car into gear and spun its wheels as he pulled out of the parking space. When they arrived at the girl's house she got out of the car, and began to scream uncontrollably. The boy ran to her side to see what was wrong and there, dangling from the door handle, was a bloody hook. That was one of the most non-scariest stories I have ever heard. All of were laughing hysterically. The rest of us didn’t have any story ideas so we decided just to chat about just random things, such as school, and etc. Then out of nowhere, jumped a huge hairy 12-foot looking beast. Right away, Jon and me yelled out “BIGFOOT”! For a couple of seconds our dads bought that, then they realized something. They said it was just a Californian Black Bear and all you need to do is make a ton of noise and throw rocks at it to make it retreat. So we did exactly as said and, fortunately, it ran away!
I thought it was over but unfortunately I was wrong. When we were talking, a huge 20-foot beast arched over me liked an oversized hairy umbrella blocking me from the cold. I froze, I couldn’t move, I also saw my family stunned. It looked exactly like it was described, I felt bad for that creature, all alone without friends. It didn’t attack or show any signs of threat, it just stood there not vicious, but confused. We started to get used to him there, we gave him couple of berries and a huge chunk of meat. He ate the all in one gulp, he thanked us and we accepted it. Then my dad said, “I wish I brought my camera here, so I could take a picture of this!” Then all of a sudden Bigfoot, has gone crazy and yelled, we got scared so we ran as far as possible from him. We saw him take out our tent and throw at the fire. I think he got mad when he heard the word picture and camera. Then he started charging at us. And that’s how I ended up in this bush. I’ve read many science fiction books about Bigfoot, and they all say that Bigfoot is afraid of cameras because he doesn’t want to be proven to the world. Okay, now that were on the same track, I‘ll continue my unique campfire adventure later, first I have to find out how to get out of here bye…