Another summer, another camping season and another group of promiscuous teens and young adults. Nothing special, right? There wasn't anything special about it, ever. Campers came, they drank, had sex and they did lines over lines of drugs. They'd feel immortal for that night, for a few blissful hours before the infamous killer would make them feel his and his mothers wrath. But this summer was different, special even. This time a young women entered the camp with one more group of shameful juveniles, but was she one of them? Most certainly not.

When you and one other friend decide to go camping, you're up for it but you never thought it would be at Camp Crystal Lake. Hearing of the legends of Jason Voorhees, you never thought it would be quite like this when you meet him.

Including: Violence,language ,kissing and other thing involved. (y/n) (l/n) was a different girl well she was a different human then the others "He was standing by the edge of the water Watching the water. He looked like he was about 6'1 and he weared wore out blue jeans and a tan holy shirt and a thin jacket.He had big boots on and he had a hockey mask on his face" If you don't like my book then don't read it. I don't want mean comments. I wrote it when I was 14 so don't dis on me it was my first book

you get in an accident and a lovely stranger helps you and you grow attached to him romantically ಥuಥ stories way better than the description and there may be LEMON so ... heads up....PFFF HAHAH get it heh...heads up....never mind read my fucking story already! ಠ-ಠ RATED (R) FOR READER WHO WANT !¡!LEMON!¡!