I always hated summer camp but my parents made me go.  I thought I'd get a choice this year since I'm now 14 but my parents could give a crap. The summer camp I go to Isn't particularly bad, I just don't like summer camp. Get the lame name of the camp, It's Teens Trove Island. It's all completely retarded and get this It's an Island. I hate summer camp

I had just taken the boat to the Island and was riding the bus to camp. There was no technology alowed so I had my Ipod taken away. I was sitting across from this kid who had been in my class in 8th grade, he stayed back twice so he was 16. He smoked and every one knew it, he hated every one had no friends and they were all scared of him. He had black spikey hair and was around 6 foot 2. He was weiring a black sleeveless shirt and jeans. His name was Andy, he was a hardcore rebel with bad grades.

"What the hell ar you lookin at" he said "turn around retard Don't expect any sympathy from me Al, If you try to be nice to me, well, lets say I'm not afraid of prison"

Al was my name, well actually it's Venture but for some reason every one calls me Al. I was wearing a white T-shirt and dark baggy jeans. I had short dirty blond hair and brown eyes.

The bus ride seemed long as it rode through the quiet town outside of camp. When we finally got there I met up with my friend Collin who I saw every year at camp. He was 13 this year, he had light blond hair and was extremely skinny. He wore a dark green T-shirt with dun shorts. I respected him because he knew a lot about guns. That was one good thing about camp, you could take gun classes. I couldn't because my parents are stupid.

"Hey Al" he said "hows it been goin"

"Really retarded" I said "my parents kept me from taking any gun classes again and also I've got Andy on my tail. Freakin Ass."

"Thats not good" said somone of in the distance.

It was our friend Stephen. He was 17 and had brown hair. He wore a black shirt with dun jeans.

"You don't have to worry about him" He said "I'll keep him at bay"

"Tha..." I was interupted by the camp head counsler who started his anouncement which I ignored. I noticed a man in the distance. He was tall skinny had blond hair wore a black jacket and black pants and wore a red shirt. He was staring at me with a large smile. Something was wrong.

The rest of the day was stupid.

That night I stayed up late thinking about that guy. I sudenly heard somone coming in the doar. It was him! I pretended to be asleep. He took out a test tube with some purple juice in it. He pored it in the mouth of one of my roomates across from me in the bottom bunk. And made him swalow he did the same thing with each one of my roomates. He poured it in my mouth to and I pretended to swallow he left and I spit it out. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth then came back to my cabin.

My roomate in the the bunk below me was breathing heavely. I looked at him and his face was covered in blood. He got up  and looked at me I jumped out of bed and ran into the corner.

"What the hell is wrong with you" I yelled.

All of my roomates got up and were breathing the same. They walked slowly twords me and I ran into the closet. I heard them getting closer and I was scared.

Suddenly I heard somone bust in. I then Heard about 8 gunshots. It got quiet fast. I heard the pearson walk twords the closet. He opened the doar.

It was Andy!

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