It was the summer of 2003. I was 11 or 12 at the time. I remember being very happy and excited because it was our annual year end girl guide camp. The year end camp is when all the girl guide units in the city come together for a big weekend camp. At night we sleep with our unit but during the day we're divided into groups with girls from other units. This year the camp was far out of the city. About a 3 hour drive. Another reason we were all excited about camp this year is we were going to be staying in cabins rather then needing to tent it.
Our leaders offered to drive all the girls from our unit to this years camp because it was further than usual. Usually it's up to the parents to arrange transit for their kids. We were a small until, only 6 girls, so we loaded up in the van and started driving. I remember we got so very lost, we were supposed to get there around 4 or 5pm it was almost 10.
So that first night nothing really happened. We were all disappointed that we missed the campfire songs and s'mores. We all had to be quiet when setting up the bunks in the cabin because we were sharing a cabin with another unit and they had all gone to bed with lights out at 9. The only thing separating our units was a curtain.
The next day were were divided into whatever group we could fit in. I was lucky that one of the girls from my unit was in my group. Being very shy I didn't really like being put in a group with people I didn't know. We had a blast. Crafts, songs, singing 'black socks' at the top of our lungs. Telling ghost stories around the fire of evil things in the forest. Calming down to 'Kumbaya' as the 'closing the fire' song. Then getting ready for bed.
That second night we were all asleep and 3 of us woke up to one girl crying. Some girls from the other unit were sleepily yelling at us to be quiet. We all tried to find who was crying. We couldn't pinpoint where the crying was coming from. When our eyes finally adjusted we got out of bed and looked at each one still sleeping. One of the girls we got close to and the noise got louder and then stopped right when we were about to tap her.
That's when we noticed that she was in a deep sleep but also she had a crazy bad nose bleed. There was blood everywhere. It freaked us out and we woke her up and a leader. I should mention that the leaders got to sleep in their own separate room on the other end of the cabin. The girl with the nose bleed started freaking out, she kept asking what we did to her. One of the girls grabbed her blanket and used it to help stop the blood. Our leader at first was not pleased to be woken up.
The leader took her to the medical cabin and promptly sent us back to bed. We couldn't sleep because all we could think of was "who was crying?" "Was she just trying to worn us about the girl with the nose bleed?" We talked for a while until we all fell back to sleep. The next morning we were all under the impression it was a dream. Didn't talk to each other about it or anything. At breakfast they made a special announcement that three girls deserved a special prize for "showing the true meaning of friendship and guide sisterhood, by getting a leader when one of our guide sisters was in need." That's when we a realized it was real.
Looking back I still really have no clue why we heard crying. We thought it was maybe our imagination acting up from the scary stories at the fire, but the three of us heard it and so did a few others from the other unit. We asked the other girls in our unit if they heard anything and they didn't. The girl with the nose bleed thought we were just making it up. She thinks one of us punched her in her sleep, if that was true I think she would have woken up. To being punched. I know none of us would do that. Though she was bullied very often in school and would often accuse the other guides of doing things to her so that wasn't something new.
Has anyone here ever heard of something like this?