Campground Nightmare Novels & Stories

Then finally, she forced her heavy eyes to open, and the reality rushed in like a raging avalanche. Their small campsite was torn apart, scattered pieces of luggage, clothes, and toiletries covered the ground. The tent lay spread out like a deflated balloon. An overpowering scent of rotting flesh and sweet sticky blood made it hard to breathe. As Nueva's eyes gained more focus, she could see claw marks running across the lightweight tent fabric. Mira's high-pitched scream seeped into her sensitive ears, and her eyes searched for the direction of the sound.

He muttered looking genuinely happy. *** I peeked my eyes open, only to find myself in an unknown surrounding. After blinking my eyes few time, everything started getting in place. I was at Max house. We were talking and then somehow I ended up asleep on his couch. After rubbing my eyes softy, I stood up and that's when a sharp pain rushed down my neck. Maybe due to sleeping on couch, I had my neck sprained. I put my palm over the back of my neck and unlocked my cell phone and as soon as my eyes caught the glimpse of time, my jaw dropped. It was already half past eleven in the morning. How could I sleep for so long? And that's when panic hit me.

' Addi, who'd been loitering close-by with that look on his face ever since I'd woken up, held out his hands, trying to calm his mate, who was still pacing and looking more agitated by the second, if that was even possible. 'Bro, seriously, it was a big fucking success just as we all knew it would be. You don't have to worry about nothin', man. That place was fucking banging. I ain't never seen a crowd like that, they were so pumped it was unreal .' Davey glared at him. 'Yeah, and what will they remember, eh? Davey Kelley's girlfriend screaming like a bloody maniac and causing a fucking scene!'

As Kit looked out into the backyard, she could see the pieces of trash thrown everywhere that was coated in the slimy concoction that looked like congealed blood. It was something that could inspire horror movies from the looks of it. She understood why Mitsuhide didn’t want her to see it or the other guys in the house as well. She knew they would downplay anything just to keep her calm. She almost smiled at that. She knew they all were trying. Things were looking like that other shoe was falling right now. She took a deep breath and turned around and looked at the door for a minute.

another one yelled. I heard the door break and I ran farther into the woods. I found my first campsite less than an hour later. I dropped off some of my extra food and clothes and then continued to my next site. I continued until I made it to my sixth and last campsite. I was so grateful that I had fixed them up last week. I don't think that I would have had the energy to do that too. I cuddled into my sleeping bag and slept fitfully all night, worried that the van people would find me.

'Please help me look for my boy, I beg you' she pleaded. 'Alright, we will. Thanks for your time ma' sophia assured the woman as they left. The sun was slowly sinking toward the horizon, casting long shadows across the land. The sky was painted with hues of orange, pink, and purple, as the light of day gradually gave way to the darkness of night. The air had cooled, and a gentle breeze carried the scent of the coming evening. It was clear that the day was already getting darker. 'Hmmm, this is getting mysterious. First, Mr. Robert was attacked by some kinda creature. Secondly, an eye witness goes missing' Luke said as they walked down to where her car was parked. 'Were you able to get anythi

It was another nightmare. ***

she bent over the tape and swallowed as she walked into the camp ground, she could hear nothing but crickets, the squeaking sound of squirrels and somehow the creepy sound of night. She got to a point where she had to use her flash light, she turned on her phone flash light and kept checking the cabin at which the campers slept. Some of their stuff was still there except for the dried blood everywhere and maybe a little skin accompanied with rotten smells and the smell of blood.

I laugh. Soon my laugh fades and I sit quietly for the remainder of the ride. After church Malika, Blake, and I go out to eat. I enter and greet the bartender Phillip. He says hello but he's engrossed with this news story. Deep Woods campsite had two gruesome murders last night. A father and son camping by the lake were dragged from their RV and mauled. "Oh my God! We were there last night!" I gasp. Phillip turns facing me saying, "That's crazy! There are no bears or lions in Deep Woods! What in God's name could've done that?"

They all knew Chris was looking for trouble. “I’m not scared,” Naomi replied confidently. “What exactly am I supposed to be afraid of on a camping trip?” “Really?” Chris squinted at her skeptically. “Of course.” “Hm.” Chris did not look convinced. “The campsite just happens to be fairly close to the forest.” “So?” “It gets dark at night.” Naomi snorted. “I know the definition of night.” “And sometimes there are strange sounds. Not to mention all the insects you hear after dark.” Chris put on a creepy expression. “And then there are the stories the locals talk about the edge of the forest where we’ll be camp—”