Jasmine never thought she could despise something this much. When your favorite character dies in a movie dies, you despise the movies for a little bit, but you get over it. It wasn't like that for Jasmine. Everywhere she turned there were strawberries.
They even had the cabins to look like strawberries. That was just too much for Jasmine.
"Everyone has a fetish for strawberries here," Jasmine thought to herself. "Children probably go missing here. Conspiracy theory! What if they capture children and turn them into strawberries."
"Sorry, is your name Jasmine ?"
"Yeah, I'm just waiting for Aladdin," Jasmine said seriously. There was actually a boy named Aladdin in her class, but he left. Oh, Jasmine is in 8th grade by the way.
"Uhm, Aladdin isn't here," the lady said confused. "He cancelled."
"Oh, then I must go now," Jasmine said walking away. She walked towards and out the exit. Then she realized Camp Strawberries was on a cliff and it looked a little bit dangerous. Okay, a little bit was an understatement, there were jagged rocks and rushing water that went into a waterfall and she turned around to the lady that was talking to her before.
"Who in the"— Jasmine pointed to the cliff—"universe, puts a camp at the edge of a cliff ?! Are you trying to kill us?!"
"Sorry ma'am, but that's for safety reasons,"
"Safety? Safety ?!" Jasmine said incredulously. " For gosh sake ! You're not trying to protect us from the Huns ! What if a child decided to take a dip in the water right there, huh? What if a little child saw a mermaid down there, huh ?!"
"Well we close the gates after dark," the lady said annoyed.
"What about before dark ?" Jasmine said crossing her arms. "You just let us go around running by a cliff ?! I demand justice !"
"And I demand a higher pay, but we can't all get what we want," the lady said, grabbing Jasmine's arm and dragging her away. While the lady dragged Jasmine away, her hair got stuck in one of the branches.
"Hey, lady !" Jasmine yelled. "Are you trying to make me go bald ?! You don't know how long it took my to grow my hair !"
"Okay, kid listen up," the lady said, turning around. "I hate this job and you're not making it better. So just calm down while I get your hair out."
Jasmine grumbled to herself while the lady yanked her hair out. The lady huffed and left Jasmine alone.
JazzyJaz- Another mission accomplished. I am left unsupervised so I can plan my escape. I think I have to jump off a cliff.
Momzilla- Oh god, not again. Why can't you just enjoy your time there.
JazzyJaz- I'll enjoy it when I destroy all these strawberries.
Momzilla- You do you, honey.
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Camp Strawberries
Humor-Revamped- Jasmine has always hated strawberries and the even mention of them makes her want to faint. So when her mom forces her to go to a camp filled with strawberries, what's a girl going to do? Wreck havoc of course.
