Creepiest Camping Stories Novels & Stories

one man, skinny as a stick, said in a low, ominous voice. "A monster?!" The two girls were visibly frightened, huddling closer to each other, their voices trembling. "Jeffrey, stop scaring them with your stories. If you can’t ever get a girlfriend, you have no one to blame but yourself,” one of the other boys reprimanded as they both turned to comfort the girls. These five were students of Exasword Academy, seeking adventure by camping in this area that was said to be haunted. It was a fitting end to their time at the academy.

One of the guides who roamed the mountains was sitting in a conversation with his other work companions. - I was in a camp, along with twelve other tourists, a few weeks ago, it was full night, almost a complete full moon – He said. When the hours passed, we went towards our tents, it wasn't just me, but I thought it was one of the campers, then, hands started to pass by and press the tent, when I went to see, a smiling figure appeared, crossing the tent. They always seemed to be suffocating him, squeezing and screaming at his tent, even when I kicked him.

His movement was graceful, almost like he was floating over the leaves. The creature was on the hunt, driven by pure lust, blood lust, focused on his destination; a camping ground in a small clearing, surrounded by pine trees. A gentle breeze blew over the leaves and a young lady shivered, pulling her sweater around her shoulders tighter. She didn't want to come, but her sister forced her to because their parents wouldn't allow her to go camping unless she tagged along. And now as sh3 sat on the stump, all she could think about was Jason from 'Friday the 13th' because that was all the boys were talking about.

As she finally found her scarf and as she looked up onto the sky she found that the sun had set and she could not find her way back to the campsite and also she realized that she left her phone in the tent. On the other hand, those people on the camping site were enjoying barbecue and were dancing around the fire and some were forcing Richard to dance along with them even though he rejected them several times and later he got pissed off and he decided to go inside the woods for a walk where no one could find him and as he also went deeper into the forest without he himself realizing with a flashlight, he found a girl crying helplessly under a large oak tree and as he approached her, he reali

The few bears that still roamed the mountains were all hibernating comfortably in their dens. It could have been worse, Nicky and Teri knew—they could have been forced to share a tent with their eight-year-old brothers instead of with each other. But thankfully, the boys were in tents with their dads. The six of them had spent the last couple hours sitting around a blazing campfire, taking turns telling scary stories. Most of the stories were pretty lame, but Teri’s father raised some goose bumps with a tale of a crazed psychopath who preyed on campers, dragging them from their tents back to a cave where he slowly ate them alive. By the time he was done, the youngsters found themselves peeki

he urged, thunking the ridiculous plastic wine glass against hers and laughing. “We’ve had a few adventures,” she admitted, biting her bottom lip before continuing. “One long weekend we were at a busy camp in North Carolina. I’m sure you know most campgrounds have quiet hours,” Teri paused, waiting for his acknowledgement, “but for the holiday weekend, they were extended an hour each night. Since it was kind of noisy anyway, and there was still a lot of activity, I let Zoe stay up late to make smores. We built a fire in the firepit in our spot and were roasting marshmallows and talking. Out of the dark at the end of the RV, this guy appeared and stopped. At first, I thought he was one of the

He said, his voice soft and raspy. “I hope so, I always look forward to the annual family camping trip, and the family barbecues with the late-night storytelling from the Haida elders and my uncle,” I said excitedly. “I’m not, I don’t really believe in those stupid stories.” Hunter chuckled and shook his head. The smell of Kol’s cologne brought me back to reality. “You okay love? You’ve been staring out the window for a solid ten minutes,” Kol came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

Nicole slept like a baby inside the tent, and I had to stay up, guarding the place because I felt paranoid about the whole environment. I read enough articles, watched numerous news channels and paranormal stories to know that it was wise to let your guard down when you are in the woods in the middle of nowhere with no internet connection or signal. I had to guard the place because if something happened to us, we wouldn't be able to call for help. After all, no one would be around to assist us. The last thing I wanted was to end up dead, with our pictures on the news as the couple who tragically perished during a camping trip. I couldn't even imagine that happening.

The owls were hooting, crickets were chirping with some squeaking voices from other nocturnal animals or predators. Celestine put her sword next to her as she stayed awake. She couldn’t close her eyes…the night tried to speak her messages… She sighed and kept herself being alert. Something was bothering her mind as she remembered the story of the strange young man about the cruel tribe. She looked around and what made her wondering but a bit outraged was the fact she was the only person camping in that place. She couldn’t see the other campfires of those people with caravans. “Where are they going? I know some of them are camping and living inside their caravans in this free land?” she utter

Or as much as I can be out in the forest like this. The moment the sun dips behind the now viewable mountain, Jay pauses and looks around for a place flat enough for us to make camp. We take a few minutes to find the perfect location and set up the sleeping bags and campfire. I have to admit, Jay is quite capable. I’m sure this won’t be the worst night ever in my life. All I worry about are the spiders that might crawl over me in my sleep. I would take being hunted by the rival werewolf packs over spiders any day!