Whispers
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My name is Luna Gomes. I am 14 years old and this is the story of how my friend and I's life changed by one cabin in the woods. BACKGROUND HISTORY : The year is 2005 Friday, October 13 Northern Georgia, Lanier It is known for having one of the deadliest lakes in the country: Lake Lanier is Known for having the best camping sites (very scenic) The area has a reputation for being the most dangerous place to camp. Many people think the reason is that there are more bears than you would ever think. But you are wrong. In 1996 a group of kids were found dead in the woods. The kids in question were from the area and the book seemed to be a warning. They were warned not to come back to their home because the masked killer killed one girl and a boy in 1996. That year a man from that area was found in an abandoned cabin near the lake. After a few hours, the man was reported dead. There were no signs of a struggle. All of his belongings were in order. So what happened? Why did the killer kill those people? The answer was simple. REVENGE Now, before I continue, let me introduce my friends. They are part of this story after all. Aurora, my best friend, has a twin brother named Calvin. Her favorite things to do are watch horror movies and skateboard. Calvin-Aurora's twin brother Calvin's favorite thing to do is play football he dislikes school. Next is Edgar Calvin and Aurora's cousin Edgar enjoys doing science experiments he dislikes horror movies, unlike his two cousins Edgar spends his days in books. My brother, my brother's name is Jake he enjoys art projects and parties were the exact opposite if you ask me. Now that I've introduced everyone, let me start from the beginning of how my friend and I's life was changed by one cabin in the woods...
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