IN THE BEGINING

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It's all started on a day like any other. The weather was normal. The classes. Even the nasty school food was normal for a change. I thought it would be a long boring day, but boy was I wrong. If I had known of the hell I was gonna unleash I would have never gone to that place with my buddy Eli and Maxine. Nothing can change what had been done sadly. From my best recollection it started at lunch with an invitation from Eli to go up to the old abandoned summer camp combined with not wanting to wimp out infront of Maxine. So I said ide go to the camp. Maxine begged for me to take her along with me,but when I asked her why she became all flustered. She is a very strange girl. At least that's what I thought at the time that everything happened. After school I went home and packed my bags for a weekend at the camp slipping my dad's peacemaker into my bag with a box of ammunition and covered it up with a pillow. I then went through the house to the front door grabbing his car keys and walks out to my '67 Chevy Impala and starts it up after throwing my stuff into the trunk then climbing into the drivers seat. I drove along the highway for roughly thirty minutes before turning onto the road leading to the camp chills going down my spine as I passed the rotting wooden camp gate. Then the neglected road became bumpy with the cracks and the pot holes so large I hade to go around them or risk damaging my car.

(This will be updated soon I just wanted to get something out there and published)

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