End of Day 1

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Recently, I decided to follow in my parents' footsteps and go into writing. I don't know about being a reporter like Dad; I figured I'd be an author like Mom, but not a non-fiction writer. Fiction sounds cool. And I want to be just as good as they are, so I've gotten a thesaurus and some writing books and have been trying to sound more...mature, like them. I've also taken their advice and started writing in a journal. So, now that I've gotten that out of the way, let me tell you about the first day of camp.

There really wasn't much to tell. We got off the bus, were given our cabin assignments, and did some orientation stuff. It was pretty boring. I guess something weird did happen when Damian and I were heading to our cabin. We meet some weird guy.

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