Mom said going to summer camp would be fun. I am pretty sure almost getting killed by a ghost isn't my idea of fun. This summer all I wanted to do was watch t.v, play with friends, and sleep in. Somehow my step brother Drake was able to convince my mother to let us go to the camp where she was blamed for the death of a kid when she was my age. Next thing I know I'm putting my bags on the bus and heading over to Camp Cardinal with Drake.... Don't judge me I made this in 5th grade...