The night at the wintercamp
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I am a 15 year old girl living with my parents in a small town called Delbern Forest High. Delbern is known for its beautiful clear nightsky and a plenty of forests. One day my parents tell me that I will be going to a winter camp far away in the Iris Hill, a place known for the camp, sunsets and a story about a demon. What happened at the camp will you find out in the story, enjoy! ^^
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