Camp Trouble

Camp Trouble

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12 teens, Sam, Demonte, Alex, Tony, Kate, Brittany, Alexis, Cierra, Luke, Michael, Cyon, and Sokora, go to Camp Peor that is a camp for troubled teen. All of them there for different reasons. Some small, and some big. It looks like it's going to be another boring summer until a new camp counselor, Mr. Anderson, comes along. He will bring out the side of them that most of them didn't know existed and the side that all of them have in common. But what is the one thing he knows these 12 teens have in common? Read to see how Mr.Anderson deals with theses so called troubled teens. ( WARNING: Contains some profanity and different languages. If it's a full on conversation I'll translate it if it's just a short conversation then I won't.)
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The whole camp was filling with smoke. I coughed, praying that my lungs would keep working for just a few more minutes. "Eli, which way is west?" Adam's breathing was just as labored from physical exertion, smoke, and panic as mine was. I didn't even process the question. I didn't know. We couldn't see anything through the smoke because the fire was spreading so quickly, and I just realized I'd forgotten my walkie-talkie. "Don't know!" I answered. Adrenaline was the only thing that kept my feet going. I knew we'd come in the East Gate, and if the cells were in the center, then if we kept going straight, we were going to find the gate any second. "Keep straight!" I instructed. I saw his head bob slightly, acknowledging my delayed direction. Then Adam cried out beside me, and I stopped short. I reached for his body involuntarily as he pitched forward, nearly causing him to take me down with him. My left hand was soaking wet from where it had landed on his shoulder. I winced as I tried to steady him, not daring to look at what I knew would be a pool of blood in my hand. ☁ Now that they have a new ally on their side, they're looking to change the United States for good. At some point, they want every camp freed and every teenager home safe. But each new camp brings an endless supply of new challenges. Things are beginning to spin out of control. Follow each of them as they discover who they are, who they love, and more of their country's secrets than they could ever dream of in a thrilling trilogy told from all five points of view.

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