My camping days are over

This was when I think I was finally done with camping. Didn't want to have anything else to do with it, EVER. Of course, I was so small that I had to go if my parents DRUG me but I sure didn't go without throwing a tantrum. Actually, to be quite honest, I don't remember going camping ever after this.

We lived in Tx. This I do remember because I was under 7yrs old and I was with my Aunt Nonnie. She use to come visit us alot when we lived in Tx. She was a cool Aunt and I think we had a little bit of a connection. She was VERY "talented" in the ESP world. She had great "powers". Very strong woman.

I remember we had one of those 70 style beetle buses? Remember those things? Ours was red. I know my mom has a picture of it and I can see it so vividly.

Anyway we went camping with this one year.

I remember we were in a tent and I had the tent with my Aunt Nonnie. Now I don't remember if we were all sleeping in the same tent or not but I don't think we were.

Again I was trying to go to sleep and I just couldn't.

I remember lying there and the sleeping bag getting very very tight around me. I remember pulling the covers over my head and telling myself that it wasn't real and it must go away. yet for some reason this wouldn't.

The weird thing about this it was my Aunt Nonnie. She was trying to suffocate me in this sleeping bag. I was screaming and I was kicking and I was trying so hard to get out of this bag. It was zippped up ALL the way at this point. I was thinking why can't anyone hear me? I tell you when you are out in the wilderness the sound stops! I don't think you can hear a tree fall! If you can't hear a kid screaming?

That's all I remember. I wasn't hurt. I wasn't trapped. My Aunt Nonnie was sleeping. She wasn't there to hurt me.

yet this was real, real as anything. I don't think I have ever told my mom this story BUT I think this was the same camping trip to where we woke up in water!

Camping is NOT for this girl.