User talk:Damianpotter13

My Special Friend

I will never forget this one day. My name is josh and i live in a small town with my grandfather and in the area there were woods surrounding it. I have two friends named kevin and steve. We four really like to go out camping because camping is one of those activities that really make you fell amazing. The birds on the tress, the crickets chirping, you know how is fells. but one night i well never forget that tragedy. one night me, my grandfather, and my two friends were going out camping, and to live the life. The woods were my favorite place to travel in, especially with my grandfather and my friends. My grandfather was your average grandad. He really like my friends, and my friends were really nice to him, and we all liked to go camping once ever week. One night we all decided to go out camping in the woods. This time we were going to a different part of the woods. We all pack up and wen't out to the woods. When we finally stoped walking we set the tent, set the fire place, and set the slepping bags. as we were eating i got a felling that someone was watching me i looked at all of us and they were just eating not staring at me. I told them about it and they all also got the felling of being watch. Later that night we were all sleeping. Then i heard a sound, the sound of footsteps. now since we are always camping i know the difference between a sound of a animal walking in the woods and a human walking in the woods. this sounded like a human stomping on the leaves and twigs. the person stoped right by the tent. It felt like an hour wen't by. Now i'm not scared because there is someone right next to the tent, i was scared because ever one was sleeping but not me. Then it happened. Someone pulled the zipper down and open the tent... that face. It was not a human and not a animal. I don't know how to describe it. It looked like a man but at the same time it looked like an animal. I don't know why but i diden't run, and i diden't scream. I felt like i recognize the creature. Then it hit me. It was my other friend. I forgot to feed him, and now he was hungry. I forgot to give him bones, blood, and humans. and now he want's them, and the last thing i remember is my friend reaching out for my pray. He was always my special friend.