It all started late one night with a full moon. It was during staff week, when we get things ready for the campers a week before they get there, so it was just the staff in camp. Most of the staff went back to Anderson Cabin for a fish fry. Some others were at Dubois Cabin playing video games. We had talked about getting together sometime to tell of our past supernatural experiences, so, down at the office, the program director and I decided we would go back to Anderson Cabin and check out what was going on and see about telling of our experiences. We were starting back for the cabin and got just before where the path goes into the woods when the health officer gave the program director a call on her radio. The program director's husband had come into camp. So she went back to the office to see her husband as I continued down the path. As I mentioned at the beginning, there was a full moon, but at Camp "K", when you go into the woods at night it is pitch dark, regardless of the phase of the moon. Well, it was my fourth summer on staff and I had been coming to this camp since I was 10, so I knew my way around pretty well and kept my flashlight off. But right before I reached the archery range, I heard some foot steps. It wasn't like an animal scurrying away, or the branches moving around. They were real, actual footsteps. I decided to turn on my flashlight and look around. I did not see anything at first, but then I saw the cardboard sign which reads "The range is closed" that hangs a good four inches from the the piece of rope for a gate at the archery range. The sign was swinging back and forth, actually touching the rope! My immediate thought was that it was the wind. But there wasn't even a gentle breeze. Then I thought, "Oh, someone must have hit it." But no one else had been through there for a good 15 minutes. That is when I exclaimed, "Oh, my g-!" and ran the fastest I had ever run in my life to Dubois cabin. I slammed the door behind me. The staff in there thought I was crazy and wanted to know what happened. I told them everything, and they just gave me strange looks. Some of them left a few minutes after that.
A couple of hours later, someone asked me exactly what I saw at the archery range. I told him, and he said that he had seen it as well. In fact, five others saw it at least a half hour after I did. Two people heard a pack of dogs barking at the archery range.
After that night, I decided never to go anywhere by myself at night (but it didn't always work out that way). And that was my very first, for certain paranormal experience.
THE END
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