Back to camp~
Finally, I limped out of the fog and into the light, and even with my wounded leg in pain, I sprinted 2 blocks back to our campsite and so shocked and happy my parents came running to me"Honey where have you been?!" my mother cried hugging me tight.
" What happened." my dad asked patting me on the back.
"B-Becky... mom dad, Becky is dead!" I said trying to fight back a whole new pool of tears.
My parents looked at each other and then my father stood up and ran to Becky's parents telling them to come over here.
I watched heart broken as my best friends parents came running to me with faces of pure discomfort.
"Where is Becky?" Her mother cried.
My head was now in my lap, and I was sobbing,
"That thing had her-"
"And the blood!"
"OH MY GOD GARY CALL THE POLICE!!" My mom cried.
My horrified father grabbed his cellphone and quickly dialed the number, and told them to come as fast as possible, and our location.
My mother then turned her attention to my leg, and asked me what happened, I told her I tripped.
She gave me a worried look and told me to come with her so I could have a warm bath.
~AFTER THE BATH~
I was walking out of the bathroom when our campsite was suddenly full of police, I looked around and one of the police stepped in front of me and said.
"Mam' come with me, we have a few questions for you." and he gestured me to his cop car.
I remembered stepping into the cop car, and looking back as he drove away, and saw my parents waving good bye with faces of sadness.
In the station I sat in the little room where they get evidence out of suspects and murderers, the police handed me a picture of Becky and said:
"So, you know this girl?"
"Yes! she's my best friend." I said.
"what happened to you in the forest?"
"Well, we were looking for wood for the fire, when Becky disappeared."
"How did she disappear?"
" I grabbed the wood, and looked back and she was gone!"
The two men looked at me and nodded.
"What did the 'creature' look like?"
"It was terrifying, it had a suit and red tie with these strange tentacle like things coming from its back"
"Miss, do you think maybe there was a chance you may have been hallucinating?"
"No way, I would know because it attacked me!"
"And do you have any evidence to support your attack like, bruises, scratches, or bite marks?"
I looked at my arms and body, and found no marks.
"No, but I do have these, that I found along the trail."
I grabbed the two notes I had found and set them on the table.
"Thank you mam' we will use this evidence as best as we can to find your friend."
It was 7:00 (p.m.) now when we got back to camp, my mom cuddled me and told me to grab something then head to bed.
My father roasted hot dogs over the fire and said:
"When were you going to tell us about those notes you found?"
" I didn't even think about it until the police asked me for evidence." I said.
He nodded and handed me a cooked hot dog.
I was so hungry I practically inhaled it, even though I didn't even like hot dogs.
I laid in my sleeping bag that night, still seeing the monster in the back of my mind.
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