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The Camping Trip
Written by Taka Hike
I decided that this place was tame enough that I didn't really have to stick
to the trails. I discovered a stream and followed it to see where it led.
After about half an hour of walking I had no idea where I was when I came to
a farm area that the stream passed through. I came over a little ridge and
stopped dead in my tracks. I heard footsteps. I listened close and now I
heard a girl crying too. Voices carry well across open land and I could see
two figures in the distance heading towards some kind of shack near a barn on
one of the farms. The larger figure seemed to be slapping the smaller one
around a bit as they walked. They entered the building together then I heard
a door creak and slam. I kept walking towards the shack and within a minute
I'd hopped the "No Trespassing" sign and was standing just outside. I
cautiously peered through a small crack between two boards in the wall to see
a man standing over a teenage girl about 15. She looked to be Mexican and at
first I couldn't see the man's face, but I guessed that it was probably a
father punishing his daughter. I was about to walk away when I caught a
glimpse of the man's head with a black ski mask over the face! Then I saw
him tie her up to a post with her arms behind her back and a gag in her
mouth. He turned off the light and left the shack slamming the door behind
him. This was weird! He walked back towards the house and as he stepped up
on the porch he took off the ski mask as he went inside. My curiosity got the
better of me and I crept up to the house around the side. I listened outside
below a window and heard the same voice talking again. Someone else inside
turned on another light and then I heard water running. Now I couldn't hear a
thing over the damned water so I moved around to the front. Suddenly there
was a scuffle of footsteps then quiet. I ducked into the shadows and as my
eyes adjusted to the dark I saw a figure in one of the windows just in front
of me. SHIT! My heart skipped about ten beats when I realized I was now face
to face with a man holding a rifle pointed at me!......(cont)
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