The time when I was camping with my family over the Fourth of July. I had been working a flea market with my dad and brother while our mom, sisters and other brother went to do stuff around town. It was late at night and I was sitting next to the fire stretched out in a chair looking up at the stars. I heard a few branches break and I passed it off. A few minutes later I sit normally and look at the fire, my brother was sitting across the fire and our mom at the table drinking a small bit of beer. I look down at my shoes and then over to my side, to my surprise I see a raccoon, just sittin there right next to me. It was creepy, I just sat there and was like what the -blam!- this is awesome. Anyways it stayed like that for a few minutes till I got up to go to sleep. It ran off and I never saw my friend ever again.