The Boy Named Tyler !?!

The Boy Named Tyler !?!

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Last published Wed, Apr 15, 2015

Chapter 1: All Out It all happened so quickly. One match. One piece of wood. A stream of gasoline that lead right to the tent. All because of a dreamy eyed boy. ###################################### Camping day was coming up in a day. The family was all packed and ready to head to the campsite. Little Sydney had a sad and depressing life. In school she sat by herself in all her classes and sat by herself in lunch also. Sydney shared a room with her twin sisters that were 15 years old but never really talked to them she was always to herself. She always wrote in a little black worn out book. The book had 4 different locks on it which made Sydney’s sister very curious of what was inside. ********************************************************** It was camping day! Everything was packed into the car. Everyone hoped in the car. Dad was driving Mom was on GPS and the kids were in the back. Twins on their phones Sydney writing in her book. 2 hour later the family arrived at the campsite. Everyone but Sydney helped set up. On the trip Sydney brought her own tent and her own food. She wanted nothing to do with her family. Since the time the family got there Sydney was writing in her book. The family was at the site for 6 hours now and Sydney ran out of room to write in her book. The family was in the tent playing board games. Sydney slowly and quietly went out to make a fire. **********************************************************

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