Okay so first things first I was being smart about the situation, I wasn't alone, and nobody got hurt.

Okay so I was walking my dog down a path with my little sister. When we saw a massive hairy spider we decided to turn back. So we're going back along the path and we're suddenly in a section I didn't recognize. We continued on however, and ended up at a street next to a completely different campsite. The kind people there pointed us in the direction of another campsite and when we got there we realized this wasn't ours either. We walked into the wood thinking the campsite on the other side of the hill was ours, only to be discouraged again. We kept walking along the road after that until we found a map. And we're like, "Oh okay so we just have to go see every single blood to figure out where our campsite is. There were eight loops A-H. So we keep going until we realize we are circling around the three same loops over and over. We follow a small path and end up down by the lake. THE FLIPPING LAKE!!!!!!! The lake was nowhere near our campsite and the sun had begun to go from halfway between noon and sunset in the sky to very low sunset. We begin circling the lake and pass a man and his kid on the way off the path. As we ascend we hear my mom yelling my name faintly. I start screaming, "Mom!" Back as I race up the hill. Keep in mind I still have the dog and he wants to stop and sniff everything. Eventually we reach the top and my mom's voice is going in the opposite direction of us until we couldn't hear her at all. We keep walking and my sister and I finally get the realisation that we're lost. We continue on a different path and it was officially dark. I walk up to the first family I see and begin to tell them we're lost. I didn't even get to finished before they offered to help us. My sister was freezing, I was having a million anxiety attacks all at once, and my dog was shivering as well as wary of these strangers. We walk a bit before one of the two that offered to help us went back to get their car. We all bundle into the front. My sister in the middle, my dog on top of her, and me squished between her and the other lady. I didn't feel uncomfortable however because my sister now had a blanket and a heater. We soon found out we weren't even in the loops and were in a group campsite. There were rangers, parents, and our church ward looking for us. The first person I saw was a boy from my ward who I won't name for identity reasons but I yelled his name, ran up to him, hugged him and cried into him. He's like three or four years older than me yet he was crying his eyes out while his brother, that I go to school with, just seemed relieved. We walked back with them and a couple of rangers and we run into their mom who is in the same state as her older son. There's some more crying and hugging and then just waiting for my parents. My mom comes back first and I'm crying into her taking deep breaths as I try to explain what happened. We had to answer some questions from a ranger for reports or something and apparently I was being very smart in what I did. Oh fun fact. Apparently during this time of us being last, which was like two hours, a mountain lion and a bear were loose roaming around. Then my dad comes back and jokes about us not staying close to camp. Even though I know inside he was probably crying with relief. But ya that's the story of my first time getting legitimately lost on 10/7/16. Ya! Never want to do that again. -_-