One summer. Three months. He could get his shit together, realise this was all a mistake and he wasn't quite 'he,' or he could embrace the time and embarrass himself along the way. He decided to see what happened, and what led to where. He didn't think he was a mistake.
The idea of being sent to a 'straight camp' for the entire summer sounded absurd. Nothing about it made the slightest bit of sense to me. And it looked like any other summer camp; a bunch of uncomfortable-looking teenagers standing with one or both of their parents, people I assumed were in charge talking to them. My...
What would you do if tales of old stayed true to the original text? Would you like them more than the remade Disney tales? You might find yourself trapped in the whirlwind of folk tales, of the stories that were meant to scare children into listening to their parents. Read to find out! This is a copy of The Grimm Br...