A young girl shivered as she held a blanket over her ripped clothing. Her mother held her tight as lightly humming to her child. The wide, open room was dark and cold, filled with broken windows and furniture. The little girl began wimpering her mom held her closer both had scars across there faces and blood on there clothes. No shoes were on there feet, and rags hung from there skinny bodies.

"Mommy.."The little girl whispered as she grasped on to her moms arm.

"Its ok baby,"The mom whispered back.

A dark shadow inched closer to the two and their eyes filled with fear.

"Now..Now what are you two afraid of?"The mans voice was sharp and evil. He walked closer and closer, each foot was as if a demond of hate in hell. The little girl began screaming as the man grabbed her from her mother and viciously beat her to the ground. The girl screamed for help as each wip turned into a painful wack of blood and torture. Her mother stood to her feet and ran towards the man, to release her daughter, but then he grabbed her.

"How many times do i gotta tell ya WOMAN...dont interfere!.."The mans words tore like poison as he began to beat on the little girls mom.

"PLEASE DADDY! STOP!"The little girl screamed. "Please...n..no more.."She whimpered and fell to her knees. She watched as her father continued beating her mom. When he had finally finished he left his wife laying there lifeless on the floor. His daughter crawled towards her mom and curled up beside her. Her dad took one more glance at her.

"Now..be a good girl.."His voice echoed in the cold, silent room.

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Jasmines eyes flew open at the sound of the 4:30 horn, tears were dripping down her face as she sat up and quickly looked around D-Tent. She had been in Camp Green Lake for a month now, and the nightmares continued to return. She quickly wiped her eyes before anyone could see she was crying.

"Hey..Jas, ya ready for 'nother day of Hell?"Magnet laughed as he walked by her cot. She smiled at him then stood to her feet.

Jasmine was hispanic, 16 yrs. old and beautiful too. She had multiple piercings on her, which revieled her full throttle attitude. Her eyebrow was pierced, her bellybutton, her nose, and 6 or 7 holes in both ears. Her long black hair, was straight down her back and her soft brown eyes showed she could be a nice person.

Jasmine stretched one last time then exited D-Tent. Already it was getting hot as she grabbed her shovel and breakfast and stared towards where they were gonna be walking. She hated this place, it was just a stupid place that she knew she never shoulda ended up in. Her crime, almost killing some kid she didn't even know. He was playing around with some girl she knew, and he wouldnt leave her alone, he started threatning her, telling her things she didn't need to know..that got Jasmine mad, she walked over and told him to knock it off. He wouldnt listen and started bothering her, punching at her, kicking her. She couldnt take it, she whipped around and hit him down to the ground..then a fight started. Other kids started beating eachother up which turned into a violent rampage. Then she knocked the boy out and the whole thing was blamed on her...well at least that was in her POV.

"Hey, Jasmine are ya ready to get going..everyones starting to walk,"Squid said, and she was broken from her daydream.

"Oh..y..yeah..lets go,"She weakly smiled at Squid and began walking.

She was the only girl in D-tent right now, they had put one girl in each tent just to see how it goes..if all went well more girls would come to Green Lake. Personally Jasmine wanted another girl in D-Tent..things got boring talking to the boys and the girls in the other tents would never talk to her. She was alone in a world with boys and had no one to talk to about girl things...

"Alright...D-Tent your digging here today,"Mr.Sir stated then walked off with the E-Tenters to show them where to dig.

Jasmine stuck her shovel into the crust of the dry, desert ground. Her jumpsuit stayed on all the way, she never tied the top around her waste. To the boys, they never saw her arms..it was a mystery why she never wanted to take the top part off. No matter how hot she was...the only thing the boys ever saw uncovered was her face, and the tiny, visible scar across her cheek.