Spooky Stories Camp Fire!

[kathleen]

ohh!!!

[Brennus]

Monster
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"What are we doing here, Mary?"

"Be quiet, Sandra," Mary told her younger sister, placing her finger over her lips. Mary was an athletic sixteen-year-old, while her younger sister, twelve-year-old Sandra, was her opposite, a true girly-girl. "We're not supposed to be at the lake at night." Sandra gave her a sister an apologetic look, but Mary knew her well enough to know it was her sister's way of being sarcastic. "Seriously, Sandra, if we get caught, we're going to be in so much trouble."

"We aren't supposed to be at the lake at all," Jonathan, Mary's boyfriend, said. The lake in question was named Meredith Lake. It was originally known as Crescent Lake, due to its shape. The name changed though when the mayor's daughter was boating with a friend. Only the friend returned, screaming something about a monster, a monster that crawled up from the bottom of the lake and tried to pull them down. The next day, the girl committed suicide, drawings of tentacles emerging from out of a crescent shape littering her room, one holding on to a girl and one holding on to a boat. "I really think we should just go back. The frisbee clearly is not here."

"Oh, Jon, you are such a wet blanket," Trevor, Jon's best friend, said. He slowly crawled out of the bush he was hiding behind.

"Trevor, are you insane?" Jonathan spat. He waved for his friend to come back behind the bushes.

"What? There's nothing here!" Trevor shouted. "This is what I keep trying to tell you! There is no bog monster! Shayna Miller was insane, we all know that. She single-handedly kept the local pharmacy in business!"

"What bog monster?" Sandra quietly whispered in Mary's ear. Mary pushed her sister aside. "Hey, wasn't Shayna Miller that crazy girl..."

"Sandra, stop talking," Mary said, her lips pursed inside her mouth and her legs up against her chest.

"You look scared."

"We should never have come here," Mary said. “Something bad is going to happen.”

"Trevor, I'm dead serious," Jonathan said, still crouching behind a bush. "Get back here or... Trevor, where are you going?"

Trevor was now walking to the lake's edge. "Look, there's nothing here!" he shouted. "Nothing here at all! Oh, except the Frisbee we’ve been looking for! Ha!" He got down on his knees and reached over to pick up the floating plastic disc.

"He's going to get himself killed," Jonathan said. He turned to Mary. "I'll... be back... I hope." Jonathan then got out from behind the bush and began walking towards Trevor.

"What is going on?" Sandra asked. Mary shushed her sister again. "No, tell me!"

“Don’t say another word,” Mary said. “Just listen for screams.”

Sandra raised an eyebrow, sighed, and sat next to her sister. A full minute passed. Mary reached over to take her sister’s hand. Another minute gone. The only sounds were the owls and crickets.

“Where are they?” Mary asked herself, although in her heart she thought the worst.

“This is dumb,” Sandra finally said. “I’m going.” Mary protested, but Sandra pulled away and stood up. She turned around to look at the lake. “Mary…” Sandra said, her voice rising in pitch.

“Yes?” Mary asked.

She waited for a few seconds, but there was no reply. Mary opened her eyes. Sandra was gone. Mary finally gathered the courage to look behind her…

-

“Ms. McDonald, I’m going to need a better description,” the sheriff said.

Mary looked down, her long hair covering her face. “Monster…”

“That’s not enough.”

“Monster… Monster…”

The sheriff was getting exasperated. He picked up his walkie-talkie. “Officer Barnes, send a dispatch down to Meridith Lake.”

Mary looked up. She caught the sheriff’s eye. She began vehemently shaking her head. She wrapped her arm around her mouth and began slamming her head into the back of the wall. “MONSTER!” she screamed. “MONSTER!”

“TELL ME WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!” the sheriff shouted exasperated.

Mary scraped her chair across the floor and finally got her shaking hand to hold on to a pen. “Monster,” she whispered, as she drew a crescent on the paper. She then proceeded to draw three tentacles, each one wrapped around someone’s head.

The sheriff picked up the paper. A light of recognition could be seen in his eyes. He pulled out a file. Mary’s face brightened as another picture was pulled out. It was Shanya Miller’s picture. Mary nodded her head up and down. “Monster!” she said, pointing at both pictures at the same time.

The sheriff smiled and patted the girl on the head. “There, there,” he said. He got down on one knee in front of the girl. “Ms. McDonald… Meridith Lake is located near a toxic waste dump. That’s why you aren’t supposed to go near it. Now, it seems to me that some of those fumes must’ve gotten to your head-“

Mary shook her head and pointed at the struggling bodies, as if to say ‘how do you explain that?’

“We’ll find your friends,” the sheriff said. “We’re sending a team to explore the area. Until then, I think you should just rest. You’ve had a hard day.” The sheriff then picked up his walkie-talkie again. “Officer Barnes, how is it going?”

But the only sounds that came back were the same ominous words. “Monster… Monster.... Monster…”

“Officer Barnes?” the sheriff asked. “How about I let you talk to Ms. McDonald, and you can talk about what you’re seeing. Ms. McDonald?”

But Mary could no longer talk. She had already stabbed herself through the heart with the pen she had used to draw her pictures. The pictures of her monster.

[Lilly-Beth]

Wow. I just found this thread..

[Chad]

EUGENE IS A HIPPIE(EWW) TOWN IN SOUTHERN(ISH) OREGON. MEI LIVES LIKE 3 HOURS FROM ME LOL.
Where deos kali live in oregon?

[kathleen]

idk but now im really scared...Peter im scared of the monster! no seriously im never going to a beach again!

[Brennus]

lol, after I read through it again, I realized I could've made it much scarier than that.

[kathleen]

no im serious about the beach thingy! i dont even wanna go boating with my uncle this summer!