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Crazy Friend
Crazy Friend
One day me and my three friends go camping. I park the car and we walk three miles before we stopped and set up camp. Later that day after we got all settled in we sat around a campfire to relax and roast marshmallows. “This is going to be a fun weekend”, I think to myself atleast thats what I thought until what happens next. One of my friends started smiling and laughing, so we asked him what's funny. He replied in a low evil voice “I planned this camping trip to kill and torture you. Me and my other friend look at each other and laugh. “Stop playing” we said. He then got up and went to his tent. He came back with a big black duffle bag and opened it. When we saw what was in the bad our hearts dropped and a look of fear came upon our face. He said see I brought all of these things to kill you. I've been planning this for months. We instantly got up and ran. He grabbed a gun from the bag and began chasing us. As we were running we could hear the constant bang from the gun and bullets whistling past just inches away from us. We ran for what seemed like forever not looking back to see how close he was. Once we finally got to the car we noticed he had cut a tire. That didn't matter id drive on two wheels if I had to. We jumped into the car bullets constantly hitting the side and I realized I didnt have my keys. He was getting closer and closer. I looked at my friend and said in a low terrified voice this is the end of the line.

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