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Enjoy the show. You know, and This took place in the summer of 2009 when I was 14.

For reference, I'm a 25-year-old woman.

My family wasn't super financially well off,

but my dad managed to pull together a family camping trip to Savannah, Georgia.

Though Savannah wasn't home to the most beautiful beaches, there was a beach there that held a lot of sentimental value.

I remember camping on Tai B Island many times as a kid.

I was over the moon when I heard that we were going to go there.

It was exciting to go back for the first time since I was a much smaller kid,

and this time I was able to bring my best friend.

The weekend had never looked more enticing.

The trip started normally.

We got to the campsite, and my dad started to set up his tent.

My oldest brother and his girlfriend were just hanging out,

while my other older brother was busy exploring the site,

and my friend and I hung out on the picnic table near the rather small tent. After everything was

set up, we were all just hanging out relaxing as it was already getting late by this time.

We were just chilling and smoking a joint when our camp neighbor popped out of his tent.

He must have smelled our weed, so he came over and introduced himself. We'll call

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