Whsi's POV
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It was time.
Time to go to camp.
You couldn't stop it.. because Clam died.. mom and dad didn't want you anymore. You were the mistake of the family and this was your punishment.
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You were on the bus.
So many children were talking with their friends, excited to go to camp.
All you had was your weapons and a blanket.
You were the kid in the back of the bus. Nobody would talk to you because your blue eyes.
They thought you were a FREAK.
Because you were different.
Guess they didn't know that today was their last day.. hah.
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The bus had a sudden stop.
Must be at camp now.
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You were the last kid on the bus. People stared at you. Because you weren't normal.
N o t.. n o r m a l..
