Creative Writing- Horror Camping Trip

Horror Camping Trip...

You and your three closest friends decide to go camping. You arrive and set up camp nearly three miles away from where you left your car. Late that evening, as you sit around the campfire roasting marshmallows, one of your friends reveals a deep dark secret that turns what was to be a fun weekend into one of the scariest weekends of your life.

My head drooped. My palm of my hand learned of the reflecting glass. As I fell to sleep.  I opened my eyes to awaken to an abandoned campsite from what it seemed like a couple of centuries. I was afraid it was within the gates the rigid gates. I still had my backpack on my back from earlier on when it was sitting next to me. but for some reason, it felt like there was like anything was contained inside, as I started to believe that this wasn't real. I tried to slap myself awake from this but, I felt the pain like it was real. I tried not to panic. Was I dropped off here? Where are the others? As I knelt down onto my knees. tugging my hair. As my heart jumped fast and faster. Like something was fast approaching me, as I cold hand touched my shoulder, as I slowly turned my head shaking. "Ah-" Another cold hand was over my mouth. "It's ok to calm down," As the cold figure released his hands from over my mouth. "Don't scream, you'll grab the other unwanted attention. He'll kill you."
"Who-Whos Other?"

"No one has seen its face. But everyone knows of its skinny sleek appearance with its long huge monster-clawed talons. Its skin melted like candle wax, with the stench of the rotting dead. Its soulless sockets only lightened up when a flashlight reflected his glowing bright green stare when a flashlight faces it. His face curtained in a black vail"
(still working on it)