This one time me and my friends decided to go camping about 15 minutes from where we live. My one friend has a lake house near the spot but we were away from the lake on the side of a stream that emptied into it. On the second day my friends and I were taking turns going down to the stream to wash off. While I was going to wash my friend started making lunch on a stand up grill that we bought. After about five minutes in the stream I hear my friends start cursing pretty loudly. Deciding that it was just them joking around I continued to wash and finish up. When I was done I put on the pair of boxer shorts I had brought and started walking to where we had our tent. When I got to the spot all I saw was the tipped grill and the now small flames of our once pitched tent. The one thing I couldn't figure out is where my friends had gone. I figured they had just gone to my friends lake house to grab some things being that all of our belongings were in the tent. It was about 2 miles on the road to his house so I didn't think they would be really that long. After sitting in the woods for nearly an hour I was starting to get worried. I thought at this point that they where playing tricks on me but that wouldn't explain why they set my one friends parents tent on fire. When the sun started to go down I figured I had no choice but to start walking to my friends myself. It was about 3 to 5 city blocks out of the woods and by the time I got out my bare feet and boxers were covered in dirt. Once I got onto the road it was an easy walk to my friends house. When I got there no one was there so I continued to walk in as I had been there before and try to clean up. When I got towards the bathroom I ran into my friends older sister who was in her 20's. She didn't know me so when she saw me she stared and asked who the fuck I was. Her boyfriend came out of the room after her and was walking towards me fast. Being that I was only 17 and smaller I started to back away from him. At that he yelled get the fuck out of here and started running towards me. So I turned and started running towards the back door. When we had gotten into the yard he was right behind me and grabbed the back of my boxers. Because I was running faster than him he was just being dragged by my boxers. Once he had cought his breath he gave me the biggest tug he could and threw me back into the ground. When I had fallen my boxers slide to my ankles and he was holding them while kicking me in the back. I wiggled out of them and started to run again to get away from him. At this point I was running alongside the lake towards my friends neighbors. As I was running I saw another man starting to come at me and cut me off. When I saw this I tried to cut and being that the grass was wet I slipped. When my head hit the ground it whacked right into the wooden edge of a horeshoe put knocking me out.
When I came to I was on the ground with about 10 people standing around my naked body. My friends sisters boyfriend picked me up and started to carry me back to the house along with my friends sister. Later on they had told me that my friends parents had been so mad about the tent being burnt that they drove my friend back to their regular house and my other friend back to his own house. They didn't know that I was with their brother so they thought I was an intruder when I came in. Needless to say I have never gone back to that lake since.