Andrew's Faceless Friend
One day, me and my friend, Andrew R, were camping along the Finly River in Ozark, Missouri, and we went out on a boat ride over by a tree. We jumped off for the fun of it. When we came back to our camping grounds, we heard an eerie moaning and went to go find where it was coming from. Soon enough, we found an old log with a boy sitting on it, moaning. The boy quickly turned his head and screamed as loud as he could. As he turned his head towards us, we noticed that he had no face! The boy ran off, and we never saw or heard from him again.