The book of bad luck #Wattys2015

Chapter 1

Listen close because I am not about to tell you this again. You know that place that we went to on Sunday? Don't go there again. Do you understand? Well you should do because the past few times we have been there we've had nothing but trouble with a capital "T"!

If you're wondering what I keep babbling on about well this is the story where you can find out what the truth is. Me and my friend's luck got from bad to worse the past few times we had been there, but not as bad as our other friends disappearances. I heard about this place in school by eavesdropping on the  Sophmores conversations. It was this abandoned place behind an old restaurant in South Carolina. Our lives were normal and innocent ... Until the most toughest and baddest 5th grader offered to take us to the strangest place we could ever imagine.

At first it was fun ,but that was before the 5th grader ran off and decided to ditch me and two of my friends in the middle of a sea of mud ,and dirt. First we tried to find somewhere to hide from the eagle eyed cameras watching our every move. It was a good thing that we had our hoods up! (apart from the fact that it was raining). But somewhere to hide wasn't enough we had to make a shelter out of what we had so we dug a hole in the ground big enough to fit the three of us in and a way to get out of course so we stayed in that for the night ,but we had a near death experience in the morning! It was unbelievable how we got out of what happened. Because it had rained over night the leaves and twigs on top to cover the hole collapsed in on us ,and eventually blended with the mud and dirt which made a cement-like paste which was near impossible to get out of. We needed a miracle. And swear on my life that someone was watching over us that morning because that person sent the miracle we needed. It was the 5th grader that came back to help us. When we got out he said to us "from now on you stick with me, and I will protect you."

It was now the second day in this land of terrors ,and we were pretty shook up from that morning ,but it was a good thing that Joey ( the 5th grader ) had survival skills otherwise we wouldn't have been here by now. The time was 8:15 so we had a pretty early morning ,but it felt like hell trying to get out of wherever we were ,we had no luck. All of our shoes were muddy and had holes In them which made walking even worse because stones were always getting into our shoes. The place gave off an eerie feeling like an abandoned theme park, a little bit like the one from zombie land. And that's when I worked it all out. Jake gave off a loud screeching noise ( well at least I thought it was jake ) but as soon as I turned around there was no Jake there. Now I was really starting to get creeped out. We carried on walking through the field of crushed bones and bright blue stones until we came to a box ,well it was more like a cage ,but this wasn't used for keeping things in ... It was used for keeping things out. We entered the cage and found something that all of us ( not even Joey) was expecting. It was some powerful guns. 1 turret on each side of the cage making four altogether about six shotguns and four pistols. Now we new this place was nothing compared to anywhere we'd been before. We were taking our time examining our newly found weapons when we heard the same screeching noise Jake made. It was Jake only this time he was one of them...