It’s July 31st 3:00 am and we are loading everything onto our truck to head on our summer trip to Bass lake, 1 hour from Yosemite. We met up with friends at a gas station to go as a group, 4 hours on the road and we stopped to get some breakfast, had good laughs and played on the kiddy playground. 4 more hours to go and we head on to the road, my dad played music, my mom sang every song, my sibling slept while I played a game in my phone. Then suddenly my dad gets a call from his friend saying a group of campers went missing the night before, we finally get to Bass lake to unpack, setting up our tents.
We then heard people talk about how a group of friends suddenly went missing late at night and were not found only their things were found, In the middle of the night a rustle through the bushes is all you can hear, we were scared and just looked at each other around our bonfire. Some campers witnessed shadows of a big monster with big feet, As our parents are telling us to be careful we see a shadow that looked like a bear or more like bigfoot.
Then from far away we hear a loud scream like if Jason from Friday the thirteenth had passed by, we ran to our tents and suddenly a very short security guard with a big furry coat stops by and says goodnight and may you all have a great night just be aware of your area, a bobcat was spotted and is not friendly at all. The next morning we left and went to six flags instead.