I got this as an request and I thought it was a good idea so yeah Happy Days: the origin of Lorescien. I'm doing this where when he becomes a killer, he is 24 and so is Lorescien
Lorescien's p.o.v
I don't remember how exactly I had convinced my mom to let me go to the summer camp, but I did. I remember begging for months before school was out. I would tape little pamphlets to the cars and the bedroom doors. Finally my dad read the pamphlet and saw the educational value of the camp. He convinced my mom and the next week I hopped on the bus and left.
The bus was crowded with lots kids varying from ages as young as 8 to as old as 20. There was one other kid that was about my age though that interested me. His head was a little disfigured, but who cares? I noticed no one would sit beside him and that no one would even go near him. So to prove to everyone that he was not that weird and ugly, I sat right beside him.
"Hello, my name is Lorescien." I said introducing myself. "What's you name?" even then I could here the whispers already beginning.
"Jason. My name is Jason." He said barely above a whisper. "It's nice to meet you." he held out his hand for me to shake it. And I gladly excepted his hand.
After a while Jason and I became close friends. (I'm so lazy of a writer I didn't want to write in how much fun they had.) Our fun though couldn't last that long though. That dreadful day came by extremely fast to me. The day Jason died.
I heard screaming one day coming from the lake. When I heard it I thought the worst. I ran and ran. But by the time I got there, Jason was already at the bottom of the lake. Dead. I went home immediately after that like all the other campers did.
12 years later
It has been 12 years since then. Lately everything I hear about Crystal Lake is about the new group of teens found dead. Even with many murder happening there, my stupid friends decided to drag me along with them to their little trip.
I had a feeling that there was something not right about the trip. The minute we got there we walked up to the old cabins and selected beds. I walked to the cabin that I had shared with Jason. I found the old bunk he stayed on and saw that the engraving of his name was still there after 12 long years. I noticed how my friends started dieing off one by one. After 3 days I was the only one left alive. I was akward. Yet comforting.
After a while I met the person who was doing all of the killings. It was Jason.
"Jason!!!!" I exclaimed. "It's me! Lorescien!" apparently he recognized me after that. He walked towards me and we hugged. I've been with him ever since. I can't even begin to think how I got here but I did. Now I am even happier than I was when my mom said yes to me going to the camp.
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… I don't think I did well… hmm depend on what you think… (^-^)
…thanks to Mistress Lorescien for being my inspiration... and technically my teacher!!!!