The story about a Ghost |Jasper Camp Camp|

Jasper dies

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Hi. I'm Jasper! One of the best campers at Camp Campbell! I have been here only once in my life. And it's a fun experience!

  But there is this one kid named 'Davey'.
He's pretty mean. He's pushed kids around, he's pushed me around, he's been rude to animals and nature!

   I was sitting in my tent, still trying to wake up. I got up and put on my LA gear Light up shoes, my Yellow Camp Campbell shirt over my soft Purple flannel. Then I went my way out of the tent, and into the mess hall for breakfast!

    I saw Davey sitting alone at a table, so I sat by him. I thought that he would liks the company. "Hey Davey!" I said with my more grown voice. Davey didn't look at me. He might of gotten a glance of me at first, but I couldn't tell. "Hi Jasper" he sighed, playing with his breakfast. I looked down at the table, and then back at Davey.

    "I'll be back, I'm going to grab myself some breakfast." I mentioned while getting up, and brushing off my shirt to make it look nice. I then went over to where the Quarter Master served Breakfast. "Good morning QM!" I welcomed. He smiled at me. I've never seen him smile at all. I smiled back. "So, what ya' have for breakfast today?" I asked grabbing a tray. "I'm serving pancakes and sausages." He smiled while putting them on my tray. "It looks good! And smells good!" I stated. I took a bit trying. I thought it was really good! "Wow QM! There delicious!" He looked at me and grew a big smile on his face. "Well thank you Jasper!" He thanked. "Your welcome!"

   I then went back to sit by Davey. He looked at me with a suprised face. "What?" I questioned. Getting confused. "You're really nice!" He stated as I grined. "Heh, it's kinda who I am." I sat down and ate my breakfast.