Crazy Camper // AGUST D

He and I are going the same direction.

Just hopefully not the same camp site.

After a few more minutes, the man finally goes back into his trailer and joins whoever was with him.

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I drove for another hour, listening to music and trying to forget about the creepy man, and finally arrived at my destination.

I lost him 10 minutes ago when he exited the freeway and I felt more safe without him driving in front of me.

I just thought he was one of those rebellious teenagers that reek havoc in the streets for laughter.

I should move on...

It’s past midnight and I wasn’t tired at all. Driving for hours and getting paranoid from a random stranger should probably get me worn out, but I’m not.

It’s because I’m a night owl.

Whatever. I’ll just stay up and eat.

Not complaining.

I packed 2 big boxes of ramen, 12-packs of soda and water, three bags of chips, and in the refrigerator are the raw meat that I really don’t know if I’ll cook.

And I think my mom snuck in some fruit in the pantry.

My parents are the type to be like that. Always worrying and “wanting the best” for me.

“Bring a lot of food, Soyi!”

“What if you run out and you’re too far from the closest convenient store?”

It took me months to convince them to let me BE FREE and go out to refresh my mind after finishing school.

No, not a weekend.

And no, not a week.

Yes, a month.

That’s how much time I need to be away from my annoying parents and be alone.

Then, I’m going back.

Sigh.

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As I was boiling some water and listening to some quiet music, a light suddenly flashes out my window and almost gives me a heart attack.

Someone just parked next to me.

My heart stopped as I looked outside to get a better view. Due to the darkness, I couldn’t really see anything, so that didn’t help.

I turned off my music and the stove. I slapped my cheek a couple of times and convinced myself to check out what’s happening outside.

It’s creepy because this small camping lot is so old and almost unknown. Little to no one comes here, according to one review I found on Google.

I took a deep breath and peeked out my door.

Whoever it was, they shut off all their lights completely the second I stepped out of my camper.

Creepy....

I shrugged and went back to making my food.

As I was about to turn my music back on, a loud noise that sounded like glass breaking made me jump.

I groaned and put my ramen down.

Who is making so much noice!?

I’m just trying to eat!

I step outside with a flashlight in my hand. I shined it on the camper that was parked next to me and gasped.

I recognize this.

Or, I think I do.

If I don’t think about it, it won’t become true...

I let out a quiet sigh and walked closer. I lift my hand and knocked on the door.

The door creeps open as soon as my hand made contact with it, revealing nothing, but the darkness inside.

I shine my flashlight inside and saw a very dirty floor and pieces of ripped up newspaper everywhere.

This is....different.

I peeked inside even more and saw a guy........sitting in a chair in the middle of the room with his head down.

It-Isn’t that the same guy from earlier?