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Summary

Everyone is unique. Some more than others. If everyone is unique, Then what is normal? Is it a perfectly healthy human being without defects? Is it what you’re supposed to be? Or what everyone thinks you are. — There is a camp. Somewhere, where all the ‘troubled’ kids go to. Some more twisted than others. It’s up to you to decide on who is the most troubled.

Genre
Humor/Other
Author
Hailey
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
3
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Chapter 1

“THREE SHCOOLS! Do you even know how normal people live? This is outrageous! No one gets expelled form three schools. “ Ladies and gentlemen, this is my mother. Mad at me for some apparent reason.

“It not my fault that the chairs broke! They were old anyway!” I reasoned. My mother looks at me either her eyes narrowing at me.

“ You broke that girl, Isabella’s, leg.” She just happened to be in the way? I thought. “Theresa, Im sending you to st. Patricks summer camp. I just notified them. If I hear you do anything bad there, I swear, I will send you to your father.”

I gasped. “You won’t dare,” Knowing we’ll she would.

“Try me. You’ll be leaving this weekend.” Don’t try her. I learnt that the hard way. With that, I followed her into the house, dreading what came next.



“Bye Tessa. See you in august?” Martha says. Neither one of us pointing out the fact that I could be shipped halfway across the country to give with the person I hate so very immensely.


I give Martha a silent nod and get into the car that will lead me to the oh so dreadful camp.


The last I had seen of civilisation was two hours ago. The camp was pretty deep in the woods.


The car stopped and my brother turned to me and very seriously said, “If anyone dares to hurt you in the camp, you tell me I will-“


“Beat them up with you high testosterone levels, they shiver in fear.” I interrupt. “ yea we know. Bye love ya.”


My brother hugs me and plants a kiss on my forehead. He waves me goodbye as I walk to the camp.