Chapter 3- The Night

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It was hot and sweaty in there. I couldn't get to sleep, and everyone in the cabin agreed. You could here whispering back and fourth between the men. Arnald turned on the light everyone but a few people sat up. "Who else can't sleep tonight?" He said everyone replied "me" we sat in a circle. 

"So who's ready for some ghost stories?"

"We didn't wake up to be 10 again." John said

"You didn't wake up, you were already awake."

"Well I can't go back to sleep now, so why not."

"ok, So I was at my house and my door shut all by itself, and the curtains where flying like crazy........"

"how is this going to help us get to sleep?"

everybody got up and went to their beds. except for me.

I walked out of cabin to go to the bathroom. 

I noticed the two people fighting yesterday where on the roof of the general's (air-conditioned) cabin spray painting the top.

I walked over to them.

"What are you doing? Do you want to get killed?"

"We were going to get killed anyway."

"what do you mean?"

"Haven't you done any research about Syria? It's the deadliest Country FLOODED with killers"

"Really?"

"Yes, do you think I would lie about this stuff?"

"no." I walked away to the bathroom. To get there, All I had to do to get there was follow the stench.

- 2 MINUTES LATER-

I almost threw up when I saw the the rat swimming in the USED toilet

After that I didn't need to use the outhouse anymore. 

I hurried back to the cabin when I heard the General come outside to see that his cabin was no longer green, but pink.

I had a long day of preparing to fight, so I instantly fell asleep. ZZZZZzzzzzzzzz

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