A friend and I were sleeping out on the beach. We had recently made a scary movie so we were still a little freaked out about small shit. We were in the process of going to bed when the wind picked up. All of s sudden we heard these creppy wind chimes; they were terrifying. I wished that the waves would pick up so that it would block out the sound of the wind chimes. The waves started pick up and got to the point that the beach was slowly disapearing. Then it started to drizzle and all of these bugs came out of no where. There were tiny centipedes everywhere. By this point my attitude was "fuck this lets just go back to the house" but my friend needed one more thing to push him over the edge. The waves basically had taken over the beach there were bugs everywhere, it was wicked windy and the wind chimes had not stopped. Then it started to downpour. He just screamed out "Fuck this let's go!" and we went up to the house. It was such a good night until I wished for bigger waves to drown out something that wasn't important.

TL;DR: Fuck mother nature.