Summer Camp Tales

Summer Camp Tales

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Miles was sent to a summer camp by her parents to shape her entire personality anew. She never leaves her room and is always stuck in her head-imagining. Miles herself felt that her life was pretty boring and that this camp might just be what she needs in order to spark some entertainment in her otherwise mundane life. She didn't expect the kind of thrill she was about to face in this whole trip as she discovers real-life stories. Every night, they hold a campfire tradition, telling stories or rather gossiping rumors. Rumors that may be exaggerated but may not be far from the truth. The longer she spent time in the camp, the further she goes into the rabbit hole of mysteries. Until...she herself becomes part of the story. What could go wrong about telling stories that may or may not be true? Find out. P.S THIS STORY IS HEAVILY LITTERED WITH ERRORS I DIDN'T BOTHER TO PROOFREAD. I'm still working on actively editing when i have the time as I go through the chapters one by one.
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He hissed as the alcohol touched his bleeding wound and he grabbed my hand. His touch ignited a flame and I knew that later I might have to treat myself for burns. "I'm sorry, did that hurt?" I asked, softly. I tried to calm my breathing as I did so, he was so close. The years that I spent staying away from his kind weren't paying off. "No," He retorted sarcastically, still holding onto my hand. "I hissed because I'm a snake. Of course that hurt, pumpkin." His comment awakened several buried memories, but I ignored them and continued to work on his wound. "Could you please let go of my hand now?" I muttered. He smirked and shook his head. "Do I scare you?" he asked, completely ignoring my question. Even though he did scare me, he scared me completely biscuit-less, I rose my head up and shook my light brown waves. "Absolutely, not." ************************ Gemma Reynolds is an an overworked nurse and probably one of the most innocent and pure people you will ever meet. Her life consists of a simple and constant routine, wake up early, workout, go to work, eat , sleep and listen to her mother criticize her about not having a boyfriend or husband. She has always been hidden in the shadows and even in high school she preferred to stay away from anyone living or breathing, especially Mr. Wyatt Evans. When Wyatt comes into the hospital battered, bruised and bleeding, one night, Gemma is to take care of him. Through several long nights at the hospital, dangerous hide outs and intricate explanations, Gemma figures out that there is more to life than her simple routine and maybe nursing the bad boy isn't as bad as it seems.

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