5/11/2016

Into the Wild

Story Sent in by Antonio:

Beverly and I had been dating for a couple of months when she suggested we go camping. But I was a little surprised when she insisted on driving to the campsite separately and sleeping in separate tents. We had slept together and stayed over at each other's places plenty of times. The mystery was deepened when I asked her why she wanted separate transportation and tents and she just said, "I'll feel more comfortable." Well, okay.

We had a nice first night together. We made s'mores and messed around in her tent. When we were done, she asked me to return to my tent for the night. I did without question and went to sleep.

The next morning, she, her tent, and her car were gone. As she was the one with all the food (which she had also taken with her), I had no choice but to pack up and go, myself.

I called her a few times and she didn't pick up. She didn't answer my texts. I never heard from her again. I'm sure that there were nicer ways for her to say, "I don't think it's going to work out," than basically abandoning me in the wilderness, but I suppose it's best I found this out about her before we dated any longer.

13 comments:

  1. At least she insisted you bring your own car and tent. From this story, I conclude that she meant to leave you there from the start but wanted to give you one last evening of fun and fooly cooly. She should have left the food, though.

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    1. Agreed - at least he got to smush it one last time.

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  2. Am I the only one who thinks that either OP sleeps like a dead person or that Bev had some mad ninja skills to be able to dismantle her tent, pack it, and take everything away without making any noise?

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    1. Good point... just the sound of my cursing while trying to disassemble my tent would be enough to wake most people, let alone the car doors closing, engines starting, etc...

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    2. I agree with Cat. It seems lately that many of the stories posted here have more than the whiff of implausibility. The previous one with the gas in the back seat was total bullsquirt. Just my 2¢

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    3. I'm a pretty sound sleeper. Hubby has asked if I heard people talking outside in the middle of the night and 99% of the time, my answer is no. My son has slept through our house alarm twice in one night (set off by heavy storms).

      Since she put up her tent (I'm assuming), she knew how to disassemble it. She may have pushed her car down the road or at least away from the campsite before starting it. Regarding the food being packed, maybe they put it in her car for safe-keeping from animals before they went to bed.

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    4. I slept through my mom's husband building a bunk bed in the room I was sleeping in, complete with hammering and power-tooling. I have five alarms set that I frequently sleep through. I slept as I received a second-degree burn on my stomach from a faulty heating pad. Some people are just gold-medal sleepers.

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  3. JMG, do you add commas to these stories? I have noticed a lot of them have commas in weird places and I was wondering if it's a stylistic choice you're making.

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    1. SEE JMG, IT'S NOT JUST ME.

      I made basically exactly the same comment years ago. It drives me slightly less crazy than it used to.

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    2. I came back here to check on this comment after reading 'and I never heard from Erika again, after that' in the 5/19/2016 post. The one I was reacting to in this was was 'I had no choice but to pack up and go, myself.' I think this MUST be JMG's editing because I can't imagine that so many different submissions have unnecessary commas.

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  4. This is the funniest break up I've ever read, ahahah

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  5. I mean, this is me, but this <a href="https://www.wattpad.com/story/22985597-edward-left-me-in-the-woods-twilight-fanfic>is most definitely you</a>.

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    1. Damn, screwed it up. That's not how to make a good impression! How do you edit/delete these things, anyway?

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