My dad loves camping.

Actually, my dad's entire side of the family is very outdoorsy.

Ever since I was about 8, we've gone camping on an island out in a large lake located about six hours from my home.

Honestly, I feel like we're probably insane for continuing to come to this place year after year,

even after the weird stuff we've seen, but it's otherwise a really fun place to camp.

Aside from literally everything I'm about to tell you, it makes for a great vacation spot,

very secluded and relaxing.

Originally, we werecluded and relaxing.

Originally, we were a small group.

Just me, my brother and dad, my dad's best friend and his son, and a good friend of mine,

since my dad figured little eight-year-old me wouldn't want to be stuck with a group of boys all weekend.

Over the years, the five of us had continued going, but our numbers have grown.

Now, we usually end up with a group of up to nine or ten people comprised of family

members and other close friends. We've been camping on the island every summer

since we were kids for the past 11 years. It wasn't a pre-existing tradition either.

My dad just decided one day that it would be a great idea to pack up and live in the

woods on an island for a week. He turned out to be right, and now we're here. By this point, we all know

the place practically as well as our hometown. Two years ago, my family actually bought a little cabin out on the island which were used often in the summer and rent out to other visitors when we aren't occupying it.

Point being, we've been visiting this island for nearly as long as I can remember.

As much as I love the place, there is some weird and unexplainable stuff that goes on out there.

The following events are just some of the strange things that have happened to me and my friend, who we'll call Violet, throughout the years.

But, I do plan on asking my fellow island visitors if they've had any weird or creepy experiences during any of our trips.

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