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Rated: 18+ · Book · Personal · #2017254
My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum.
#1033935 added June 21, 2022 at 2:06pm
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Hello, Is Anyone There?
June Camping Trip
June 17th Prompt



You're one of the campers.
Write a letter home telling your family about your favorite camp counselor, Andre.
         
         
         
Dear Parental Figures,
         If you've received this letter I must still be alive at its writing... barely... hanging in there... waiting for the tough to get going. My skin has flaked off most of my body. Andre showed me how to write my name with the sunscreen lotion on the backs of other campers sleeping in the sun. We sure laughed, but the girls punched me and it really hurt my sunburn. Some kids now call me ack. Andre and I hurried, so we may have missed an important letter.
         You'll be thrilled to know I've only been rescued from a tree four times. During my last attempt, I missed a branch and fell, giving the rescuers a break. Andre double-dared me to chase him and I never back down from a dare. He's quick.
         My toes are not comfy with all their bandages, but the camp nurse said they will heal soon. The two toe nails I ripped off should grow back, too. Andre insisted I could grip with my toes like he does.
         He's a great camp counsellor. His bald patch is already showing new fur. I did what he told me to do. When he said throw it, I threw it. He did not tell me to throw the burning stick into the campfire.
         Guess what? I eat bananas now. Andre showed me to eat them with melted marshmallows and chocolate chips. I can hardly tell I'm eating a fruit. Will any fruit taste good this way?
         Have you ever slept under the stars? Andre said I chose the perfect night to do this. It didn't rain, or snow, or anything. The mosquitos only bit the parts of me not in my sleeping bag. Andre doesn't mind if I scratch. We still haven't found my tent. Andre and I wonder if it walked away. Even the pegs are missing.
         See you soon. It's time for archery and Andre has promised me my own shooting spot. Your son, Jack
(355 words minus the 24 of the prompt )

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