Stanley Yelnats is convinced that his no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great-grandfather cursed him. And he feels his point is proven when he gets sentenced to eighteen months at Camp Green Lake. But when he arrives to the lakeless camp, he meets a girl who makes him think that maybe he's not cursed at all. Holes does NOT belong to me. Louis Sacher is the rightful owner. I also do NOT own Y/n because you're Y/n; I only own the plot of this fanfiction.