User blog comment:SmudgyHollz/Scary Story (A Ghost One)/@comment-1839575-20101221221310/@comment-1266530-20101223223944

So basically a tent.

When I think tent I think my uncle's disaster holiday. He turned up late only to find no rooms free for him or my aunt so had to put up a tent. Putting up tents are not easy. Especially in the dark with a broken torch. One of the poles snapped so it had to be fixed with sticky-tape. Then he went inside to get their bags only to find he had forgotten the one with all of my aunty's make-up and their glasses and contact lenses. Just when they thought the holiday couldn't get any worse, my aunty was sick in the middle of the night... And scared out of her mind by a box of alive prawns!