My friend "Heather" and I have a problem that whenever we spend time together some paranormal event seems to happen. This is one of the stories from the summer I spent with her at her new place in Colorado enjoying the beauty of nature. I had done several hiking trails but they had all been rather busy and it was hard to really enjoy nature on them. A friend of Heather's "Mike" suggested we do a trail outside his home town, he said his town was in the middle of nowhere so we wouldn't have to deal with all the summer crowds at the parks and tourist spots. We all thought it sounded great so we packed up and headed out. We decided we were going to camp for a few days somewhere along the trail just to relax and take in nature, so all in all our trip should last about five days. On the trip were myself, Mike, and my friends "James" and "Heather".
After a day and a half of hiking we found a beautiful almost level clearing with a slope down one side that looked down on the forest below. You could tell by the old cans and the way logs and rocks were moved around in the area that this was an old camp site so we set up camp there for our couple days of relaxation in nature, too bad we never really got a chance to relax.
On our first night around 11pm we were sitting around the camp fire telling jokes, when Heather says "hey did you guys see that" and points down the slope at the tree line. We all turn and look but there was nothing there, I wasn't even sure what we were looking for. Heather said she just saw a light, and sure enough about that time a light like one from a flashlight starts shining through the trees, but it's moving rather quickly and is jumping up and down like someone is running with it in their hand. James jumps up and yells "Hello is someone there" down at it and the light immediately went off. Heather and I decide it would be smart to sleep in the boys' tent that night.
The next morning James and Mike went down the slope to see if there is another camp down their. When they come back they had with them an empty backpack they had found on a rock just behind the tree line. The backpack was weather worn and was literally falling apart. We all decided that we would stay their one more night and that we had nothing to worry about some camper had probably just forgotten their backpack a few years ago and the flashlight the night before was probably just another hiker. To this day I wish we hadn't stayed I still have nightmares of that night.
We were all having trouble sleeping so we stayed out by the camp fire really late into the night just talking and laughing. When Heather suddenly said "everyone be quiet do you hear that". So we all went quiet but none of us able hear anything, Heather's eyes were wide open and her face had gone pale in the fire light. I asked her what she heard and she said she could hear a woman crying, still none of us could hear it so we thought she was just pulling our chains. James and Mike start laughing and say things like good one and nice try, then we all heard it. Clear as can be the sound of a woman crying. James and Mike are both police officers so without hesitation they both jumped up and grabbed flashlights thinking they might be hearing a lost hiker. Heather and I both unable to move, something didn't seem right about the noise we were hearing.
James and Mike headed down the slope toward where the crying was coming from, as me and Heather sat trying to comfort each other. They had been gone for about ten minutes and we could hear them yelling "Hello please tell us where you are" then we heard both of them begin screaming and maybe two minutes later they both sprinted up the slope back to the camp site. Both of them were so out of breath they couldn't talk, and Mike started to throw-up in the bushes next to camp from over exertion. They both said hurry up we're leaving now and started taking down the tents. Heather and I didn't ask any questions, we were too scared to talk, we just packed everything we could and we started back down the trail in the middle of the night as quickly as possible. When the sun finally came up I got up the nerve to talk and asked James what had happened.
He said that Mike and him had followed the crying down into the trees; they couldn't find the person who was crying even though they had searched the area where the sound was the loudest. Then as they were about to come back to camp to call for help they passed the rock where they had found the back pack and next to it was a girl sitting with her head in her knees crying. He said it was weird because she was wearing a big red winter jacket and a black stocking cap but it was the middle of summer. They were about twenty feet away when James asked if she was alright did she need help. He said she stopped crying, pointed deeper into the forest then disappeared. This is when Mike and James screamed and ran back to camp.
At the time we were all so scared that we really didn't have time to think about things. We are all pretty sure that whatever it was, was trying to get us to go where it pointed. We've discussed going back there and trying to go the way it pointed, but we are unsure if it just wants us to find something or if it has bad intentions for us.