Wtf did i just hear <| sep |> If only you were born 70 years ago <| sep |> Holy shit , almost don ' t believe it . A prank right ? !?!?!<| sep |> Obama doesnt live in hawaii . <| sep |> When I was 7 my family joined my aunt and cousins on a church retreatcamping road trip for two weeks . The first week was tame . We stayed at a cabin retreat with family activities . The second week we began on a road trip through California to camp . On the first day we stopped at one of those ghost towns . My cousin dared me to steal a rock , and as legend has it something bad would happen to me for taking haunted property . I expected like a broken bone or just something painful . That night we were driving to a camp site down a long , dark , winding road . I was in my aunts minivan and my family was following behind . At some point my aunt says she no longer sees my family in the rear view , but not to worry because it ' s only one road in to a single campsite . They couldn ' t possibly miss us if they just continued . My aunt had packed all the camping gear so me and my cousin setup all of my family ' s tents while waiting for them . Hours later and still no sign of their headlights . Eventually just went to sleep and said we ' d look for them on the drive out . We didn ' t see them . So my aunt just continued on the road trip , probably assuming they had car trouble and drove back to town . Cell phones weren ' t common so there was no way of knowing . And I was certain something happened because I stole that rock . That night I stayed up listening for sounds of life . Either a car crash or hey we ' re being hunted . I wasn ' t sure but every sound was terrifying . Maybe they were being attacked by bears or mountain lions . My seven year old mind just couldn ' t think of something harmless happening . Only terror . Six days later we were finally on our way home . About two hours from home and my aunt falls asleep at the wheel and crashes into another sleeping driver . Both cars are totaled and we try to call my dad at home to see if he can help , but still no answer . I ' m still worried about them and I was certain they were kidnapped by a serial killer or crashed off a mountain somewhere . After getting a rental we finally make it home . It was two more days until we heard from them . Assholes got car sick driving down the dirt road into the campsite so turned back to stay at a hotel for the night . And to still enjoy their vacation they stopped at bed and breakfasts along the way and finished the week with two nights at Disneyland . They never thought to get ahold of anyone and I lived with the guilt of having killed them for eight days all because of that stupid rock . I didn ' t camp again for thirteen years because it was just too stressful thinking of people missing and not being able to find them . Turns out my family is just a bunch of dicks .