things are not what they seem:chapter1:the eyes

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The eyes

The road was bumpy as I sat next to my cousin Hattie and Chrissie. We were on our way to camp sky.  We were driving there in my parent’s big white van. For hours we sat there, doing nothing. Hattie was looking out the window, Chrissie was also looking out the window, Mark was texting his G.F. and Dorothy was on the internet on her phone.   

For a while I looked out the window. Soon the houses gave way to farm land, and then the farm land gave way to forest. And as I was looking, I noticed something. I got only a glimpse of it, but it looked like a pair of yellow eyes. They looked like a mix of human and reptile. ‘I must be tired…’ I thought. ‘May as well get some sleep.’                  But forgive me, I haven’t told you who I am yet, I am Kembra. I live with my parents and my cousins. I am 12 years old and my cousins are Hattie, Chrissie, Mark, and Dorothy.

        Hattie and I are like twins, we look exactly the same. Our differences are hair and eye color, see when her eyes are just blue, I have one green and one blue. And our hair is different to, hers is brown and mine is strawberry blond. We are both 11 years old.

        Chrissie was short. She had tan skin, brown hair, and light blue eyes. She was kind of annoying, but then again, she was only 10. In my family I’m the youngest, so when my cousins came to live with us, I pin things agents her because of her age, but she knows it’s a joke.

        Mark is 17. I know this is awarded to think about a cousin, but he’s pretty cute. He’s tall with tan skin; usually in summer only though, light blue eyes, and brown hair. (He died it blonde though.)

        And last but not least, Dorothy. Dorothy is 15, she has dark brown hair with a few streaks of died blue hair, and pale-ish skin. She and I love to draw, and sometimes we draw together.

        “I wonder if there will be any cute boys at camp sky.” Hattie said to me.

        “If it’s anything like school, there won’t be any.” I replied. And as we bumped down the road, we eventually came to a big sign with the words “CAMP SKY” written on it. 

        “This must be the place…” my mother trailed off. I looked out the window into the forest. There I saw a glimpse of something, again it was the eyes.

        “Do you see that?” I asked Chrissie.

        “See what?” she replied.

        “That.” I pointed to were the eyes were, but they were gone.                                                                            “I don’t see anything, are you ok? Must be from being coped up in this van for five hours.” She said

        “Yeah…” I replied, still thinking about the eyes.