## Annas' campingtrip

Post by lasse672000 » Sun Jan 27, 2013 2:00 pm

13 year old Anna was out canoeing by herself, wearing only a life-jacket and a pink bathing suit. In the front of the canoe, she had only a small tent, a camping stove and a two-day supply of food. She had been paddling for most of the day and, as it was getting dark, she was now getting ready to come ashore for the night.
She scanned the edge of the canal, but found it to be either too steep, too boggy or there was simply too much reed. Suddenly, she saw the perfect spot to land, and she steered towards it. When the bottom of the canoe scraped against the sand, she hopped out, took the rope attached to the front and waded the last meter or so ashore. She tied the rope to a sturdy-looking tree-stump, and took the gear out of the canoe. She carried it to the small clearing she had seen, and started the tedious, but necessary, process of getting the tent raised and the gear put away.
That been done, she got the stove ready, and fired it up, so she could start preparing the warm meal of the day. Until now, all she had eaten were the sandwiches her mother had prepared for her that morning.
She looked at her meagre food supply, somehow feeling a bit like Robinson Crusoe:” I have to be careful, so I don’t eat it all at once. I HAVE to make it last, somehow. “Oh, well,” she sighed;” if it doesn’t, I only have myself to blame.”
She spent the evening exploring the immediate surroundings, to make sure there was nothing to worry about during the night. Satisfied there wasn’t anything bigger than mosquitoes around, she went back to the tent, zipped up the flap, and rolled herself in a blanket. Exhausted from all the paddling, she soon fell in an uneasy sleep, not being used to sleep alone in a tent.
She was woken up in the middle of the night, by someone lifting her up, still rolled up in the blanket and throwing her over the shoulder.
“What are you doing?” she dazed asked.
“Shut up!” a deep, gravelly voice said.
She was carried a short distance, and then not to gently laid down on the ground again. The unknown man grabbed the edge of the blanket and pulled.
Anna tumbled out on the ground:”Aow!” she screamed. “That hurt! MORON!”
The man grabbed her arm, turned her over on her stomach, grabbed the other arm, forced both arms behind her back, and snugly tied them together, palm against palm. Her ankles were next being tied together, and then he dragged her to a tree. He sat her against it and tightly secured her waist to the trunk with a rope, wound several times around her and the tree.
Every time she tried to say something, he told her to be quiet.
After a while he went to his tent, and took something out. It turned out to be a handkerchief and a bandana.
“I know we’re in the middle of nowhere, more or less, and no one can hear you,” he growled “but I’m tired of hearing your yappin’, so if you don’t can’t seem to shut the ... up even for a minute, I’m gonna gag you just to save my ears!”
Having gathered a lot of (false?) courage, from somewhere, the past few minutes, Anna defiantly looked him in the eyes and snorted:”Gag me? I don’t think you have the gOUF“. That was about as far as she got, before he rammed the handkerchief in her mouth, and tied the bandana tightly around her head.
“Don’t you tell me what I have, or don’t have!” he hissed in her ear. He stood up, and said:” Tomorrow, I’m gonna take care of your stuff, before we set out on a little hike, just you and me. Good night!” He turned around and walked to his tent, zipped the flap up, and left poor Anna all alone in the open.
Early the next morning, the man left to “take care of Anna’s camp”, as he said. When he came back, he had brought only her food.
“I don’t know if you were planning on going home this morning; or you are on some kind of weird diet; anyway, this isn’t a lot of food.” he stated. He bent down and untied her ankles, instead tying her knees together in a way that would let her walk, but only with small steps. He untied her from the tree, grabbed her arm, and yanked her up on her feet.
“Move!” he growled, and pushed her in front.
They walked for quite a while, before he grabbed her arm and made her stop. By then her toes were really hurting from kicking tree-roots and stones, and the soles were full of pine-needles and other debris.
“Sit by that tree!” he barked. He inspected her feet, and wiped most of the debris away. “If you promise to shut up, I’ll give you drink of water. Understood?” he said.
Being too tired to argue she nodded, he took the gag away, and gave her the promised drink. He gagged her again, and told her they were going to rest there for a couple of minutes before continuing. He took out the long piece of rope he had used the night before, and tied her waist to the tree. “Now I know you won’t wander off anywhere and get lost!” He sat down by another tree, pushed his hat in front of his eyes, and dozed off. Anna tried to do the same, but as she was very uncomfortable she couldn’t, so she just sat there staring at him sleeping.
“I wonder who he is, and what he wants with me?” she thought, followed by:” I hope he’ll free my hands soon, because I can hardly feel them!”
He woke up some time later, and without a saying a word, he released her from the tree, and they started walking again.
Suddenly, and without warning, he started laughing.
“Oh, boy,” he gasped, “I wonder what the others will say when I’m the one bringing you back! I bet they’ve been searching their butts off; And in the wrong direction, too!” And he started roaring with laughter.
“Bringing me back? Back, where?” Anna thought, as she looked at him, all but rolling around on the ground. She realized she probably had a golden opportunity to run away, but at the same time she realized she probably wouldn’t get very far, having her knees and wrists bound.
He eventually calmed down enough to start walking again.
The trip went uphill, and it went downhill, for countless hours until Anna was so out of breath, she could hardly stand straight, much less take another step.
Just before her knees buckled, they came to a house.
“YOHO! ANYONE HOME?” the man hollered. “I come, bringing gifts!” The door swung open, and her parents came rushing out.
“Was she hard to find?” her father asked, while her mother escorted her into the house.
“No, actually she wasn’t.” Anna heard the man, her cousin, say. “She was exactly where she said she’d be.”
“This was fun!” Anna beamed, when the gag had been removed. “Let’s do this again, next week!”
“We’ll see,” her parents said, “we’ll see!”
Whazzzz up!.