One day we went for camp to Buntings. We arrived late morning on Tuesday the 3rd. It was a weird place but it was these other kids. They looked so scared at eleven o'clock it was dark.
We made a fire and we had a good time telling stories and doing dances. Then suddenly everyone went dead quiet, we heard someone coming towards us.. coming closer and... closer. It was only the store helper. He told us to go to bed because it was nearly twelve o'clock. So we all went to bed. We didn't end up getting asleep until much later. We all had nightmares.
The next day we had a discussion and we decided to go home. The ghost of Jim Bob Walton he got in the bus without us knowing about it. He came to Mount Maunganui with us. When we got back and started to unpack the bus, we saw the ghost lying on the bottom of the bus. The leader yelled "RUN!" We all went back to the hall and got the pictures of Jim Bob Walton. We put them outside the hall but it chased after us.
It saw the pictures and he disappeared into thin air. We went outside and finished unpacking the bus. Our parents weren't expecting us to be home so we had to walk home with all our bags.
I’ve never been so terrified in my life
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