Campfire Song
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Violetta was looking forward to summer camp, everyone was. It was supposed to be safe and fun, and at first, everyone was there, enjoying camp. But when some girls enter the woods at night, they don't come out. There's something in those woods.....something that has been there for as long as anyone can remember.....but the thing is, no one knows what it is......and it is the very reason that those who go in alone at night, don't come out.......
This story is rated PG-13 for mild language, scary moments, deep sadness, and "Girly stuff."
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