Camp Amaravita

Chapter One

I hate a lot of things like school, moron guys, cleaning my room, sitting doing nothing, and those girls that think they are better than everyone. Which brings me to why I am telling you this. I would rather do all of these then go to camp. A lot of you are probably wondering what I mean about this, well every year since I was four I went to a different camp each summer. I'm 18 years old now and I am being sent to Camp Amaravita, I have heard many things about it being full of fun and many activities. I don't believe a single word of it, because that is what was said about every camp I had gone to and that was definitely not true. Which brings me to the present...

"DANDELION ANN JONES YOU BETTER GET YOUR STUFF READY RIGHT NOW!!!!!!! YOU ARE GOING TO CAMP AMARAITA AND THAT IS FINAL!"

That would be my mom, but don't let her yelling scare you. She is the sweetest mother alive and I have only put up with these camps for her and only her. My step-father isn't the one who is making me go to camps. He actually wants me to go to a bordering school or a military school or just anything that would keep me away from home. This is where my mom steps in and she stops this from happening by sending me to camps which I might hate, (ok...I guess they're not to bad...they're annoying always roughly about the same thing...boring) but I love that my mom found away around my stupid step-father. He hates that he can't send me away. I don't know why he hates me, but I will say that I feel like there is something off about him, but I can't put any words to it. The only thing that I can think of that might describe this feeling is that he seems to have a dark side. (still doesn't describe the feeling)

Also Dandelion is my real name which might seem weird, but my mom's side of the family are named after flowers and sometimes plants (guys are named after plants). My mom's name is Lily, my Aunt is Daffodil, my grandmother is Orchid, and my great grandmother is Goldenrod. I think you get the picture.

"Mom I'm packing the rest right now. Give me the minutes."

*knock knock knock*

I sighed knowing that it would be mom because she does this every single summer.

"Come in mom."

When she opened the door the first thing I noticed was that she was on the verge of tears and then I noticed she wasn't holding any cookies, but instead a small metal box. I looked up at her in confusion and was about to ask her, but she must of realized and shook her head as a 'No. Do not ask yet'. I then realized that my step-father was probably trying to listen in on our conversation (not in person, but a camera that is in the hallway near my door). She quickly closed the door.

"Oh honey. I'm going to miss you so much." she said with tears falling down her face. I did the thing I always did, which was give her a big hug.

I whispered to her, "I'm love you too mom. I will write to you."

She broke our hug and looked at me and said "I have to show and tell you something."

We both glanced at the metal box. "But mom someone is......"

"He can't hear us right now, because I put a shield on this room."

"Mom what are you talking about?"

"Just sit down and listen. Can you do that?"

"Of course mom."

She sat down beside me on my bed (that was not made yet). She picked up the metal box and handed it to me. As I took it I felt some sort of power (I have always felt certain things don't know why) and as I examined the box more I realized that it had a shimmer and glow to it. I stopped staring at the box and gave my full attention to my mom.

"Ok mom. I'm listening." I tell her and I give her a reassuring smile to let her know that I am listening.

"Well you know how you told me you can feel bad and good?" she asked me.

"Yes. But what doe-"

"And that you said you see people, but when I look no one is there?" she interrupted me. Oh and just so you know I think she can see them too also there are so many more things that she is forgetting, but those can't be mentioned right now.

"Yes! But what does this have to do with the metal box?" My excitement was building up. She never tells me much and this box is so...so...mysterious! That's the word I'm looking for. I can't wait to see what is inside of it.

"Shhhhhh. I'm getting there I have to tell you quickly I'm sorry I can't answer all of your questions, darling."

And after she said that there was a slam of the door and we know we couldn't talk anymore about the mysterious box. She grabbed the box and hid it in one of my suitcases. After that she quickly turned around and embraced me in a hug in our normal routine.

If she had done this a second later my step-father would have known something was up.

"Are you almost done. She needs to be leaving like right know." He said.

"Oh my darling I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too, mom."

"Come on let's go! NOW!" my step-father yelled.

And now comes the same part that happens every summer which is some how my mom convinces him to let her take me. He says he is going down to the truck to clean out some space, but we all now he is actually setting up the cameras. When we leave we will go to the mall like always and of course won't talk about anything except clothing, the camp, and girly stuff so my step-father doesn't know anything. So I quickly packed the rest of my stuff and got them down to the truck.

"OK MOM!!! I'M READY!"

"Coming honey!"

We got everything situated and we both said at the same time.

"Let's go!"

Now we go to the mall as an early birthday present since my birthday is during the summer and I won't be here.

Oh and I forgot to mention that there is on thing I hate more than all of the things I mentioned before and that thing is my step-father.

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