chapter 4

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I come to the police station with a monster in my hands at five in the morning. I did not even bother saying goodbye to my mom and dad especially since they were too buzzed to take me serioually. "There you are we have been waiting for you for an hour" the officer but since he sees my tired face he decide to say nothing else and just get me on the bus. I was hoping that somebody else was riding so that I was not alone because since the bus driver had a shotgun in one of the shelves he was definately not going to become my friend in the two hour ride but it was just me." When you get to the camp you will be sent to the owner of the camp and then get settled in." The

officer saw my face of excitment to leave so he decided to be fun and crush my dreams " remember this is not a fun summer camp this is supposed to help you learn your ways and change your behavior". Either way I was going to have a great time because I actually like a challenge. As I get on the  bus I try to call my parents because I really do want to tell them goodbye they answer but they sound like 5 year olds trying to get away with a prank call." Hi,is your refrigerator running?" my tells me even though everyone knows the answer "THAN YOU BETTER GO GET IT!" My mom screams in my ear as if i was millionsof miles away already."mom,i need to tell you something"
"sorry i got to go my daughter trudy is here byeee" my heart sank that my own parents did not only not even notice that i was not their but they forget my own name I was so filled with anger that I threw my phone out into the street and watched it get ran over besides my phone was not going to be useful anyway." Ok,you are ready to go to the camp.any last words for your loved ones or parents?" When he asked that I thought of only one" tell my parents that I hope they buzz themselves to prison" the officer lokked at me for a minute or two and said " dont worry i will surely tell them.have a nice trip" he gives the signal to the driver to start going and we are on the streets. I sit in the way back just looking out and thinking about my parents since they are the reason im like this. After about 1 hour the bus heads to a pit stop to refill on gas and I use my time wisely to take a smoke. We continue driving until we hit this ugly brown building with fence gates. At first i thought we were at another but then the driver tells me this is the camp. I take a good look at it since it is going to be my home for a year. I began to see the bright things like people will be here who are like me,worthless peices of crap to society my kind of people.

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