Alisa's POV

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I hopped out of the car smelling the fresh pine.  It was wierd because it was about 58° out and last time I checked it was only 11. All of the sudden a wierd clown thing jumped out at them from the bushes,  blood splattered his shirt.  All I did was stand there not knowing what to do.  He grabbed my shoulders but I still didn't know how to react. He started shaking me.  What on earth......

     My eyes snapped open to see Sam shaking me.  "Get up already" she whined. I smiled,   "Alright I'm up ".  We finally got out of the car 10 minuets later than everyone else.  Sam's dad was hammering the tent to the ground before looking up and giving us a goofy grin.  Okay.....  I grabbed my 2 pound bag and set it down on the picnic table.  Sam was already hauling the bikes down from the car,  we planned on going exploring first thing. I secretly stuffed my iPhone into my back pocket.  So maybe we didn't just want to explore.  "Well be back in about an hour dad" Sam called before she threw up the kick stand sending dirt waves everywhere.  I followed her on the "trail". 

We finally came to the big lake where a whiff of dead fish and garbage streamed into our noses.  Sam looked over at me making a gagging guester. I only nodded.  We took a seat on some really old creaky benches.  They we're almost creepy and I swear I see blood splattered on the legs of the benches.  Maybe just some crazy teenagers doing dares and getting hurt.  Teens all around the school we're always daring people to go camping here. What's so bad about the place?  Its not like there's some weirdo dressed as a baby going around and killing people......

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