Mr. Bear rose from his chair and walked to the door. I couldn't actually see what was happening because the bear costume was blocking my view. All I heard was "this is boring take me home mother please" and " this is gonna be awesome". The noise was silent no one talked and Mr. Bear was hugging two children. A boy at 8 years old and another like 11 or so. The girl refused to hug but the brother or cousin didn't he was so happy to be in this nightmare. He sat down on the carpet with the other kids. The girl sat on the extra chairs were I sat. "I hate this ,I hate my life" she said. "Um" I said. She jumped as I talked. "You really scared me there" she Said. "Sorry" I said. "It's fine" she said. "So what you doing here you been forced by your parents?" She Said. "Yup" I said. "Yeah same" I thought it would be a little less boring to have another person my age to talk to. "Names Evan " I said. " nice name" she said. "Mines is Amanda" she said. We stop talking as Mr. Bear said "time for campfire sing alongs" " what's that" Amanda said. "You don't want to know " I said.
