Shark Camp

                I was on my annual camping trip with my family. We were camping in the same spot we have been since I was 5. I knew this place like the back of my hand, or so I thought I did. I was going on my routine night hike with my cousin Shaye. We were on the paved trail and we turned off onto one of the side trails we always took. Shaye wanted to go to the waterfall and watch the stars. We I knew we just had to go a little further down the trail and then take a right at the old Pine tree. After that we had to take a left at the old Willow. We took a right at the Pine and continued straight but the Willow never came. I looked around to see if I could see it anywhere but it was not in sight. Shaye and I tried our phones for service but did not have any service. Making Shaye and I stranded in the woods at night. A little while later, after shouting for help we heard rustling in the bushes. Since I was the older one I told her to wait where were while I went and checked it out. Once I got over to the bushes it smelt like fish. I was positive there was no water sources this close for it to smell fishy. I was pulled out of my thoughts by a scream which just happened to be the one of Shaye. I turned around with a scream myself. In front of me was a Shark, just floating in the air. At this point I knew it was the end, so I ran. I had a good lead, but when I looked back to see where it was I didn’t realize I was running into another ones mouth and everything went black.