Wendigo

Day Two

  The morning was crisp and warm with almost no humidity. The crickets refused to shut up, just like our camp leader Emma telling us to wake up. The final effort to get us out of bed was to say the pancakes were ready. We all sprinted over to the grill to get our breakfast. They were extravagant, golden brown and covered in butter and dripping with syrup. After we ate our fill we got ready for the hike. A few miles up the trail to get to the lake. Those miles were the longest miles ever. Luckily we all brought swimsuits so we cooled off in the water. Well no fishing here. Too many people. Luckily, on the other side of the lake were some cliffs. A few backflips off the first cliff, then I got ready to climb to the top. I knew that there were very few chances to get this right. I did the double front flip and made it back to the top when we had to go. To get down I tried out a triple backflip just to see if I could. I could. On the way back we noticed something that was not natural whatsoever. All of the animals were heading away from camp. Upon our return to camp nothing stuck out as different. Everything was as it should be. But something was keeping us all from comfort. Some say that we have a sixth sense, and I never believed them until today. I felt some kind of evil and mysterious force. Something that was not right. Something with powers unknown. Something with terrible intentions. We all felt it. The tough kids denied it but you could tell. The camp leaders did their best to keep spirits up. S'mores by the fire before the pizza was even done. But no one slept easy that night. Everyone could be heard rustling around in their tents. What the worst part is, is that tomorrow we need a lot of energy for what we are doing. Hopefully someone brought coffee or some other source of energy. Well there isn't anything to do tonight. Hopefully tomorrow brings some kind of new energy to the camp. We are going to need every bit we can get.