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Mary sat patiently in the beautiful magnificent yellow bus that was supposed to take her to Camp Green Lake. It was really dirty, grimy, disgusting, nauseating and sickening when she first came but her sparkly shiny blonde hair and big boobies magically made it all better.
She grew up living on the streets because her once loving parents decided to die, so she had a deep seethed anger living inside her (like PMS but worse 'cuz it's permanent). All she needed was someone to return her to her once happy, bubbly (still bitchy) old self.
/ Do you think there's a pairing…GASP OH MY! \
Since she grew up living on the streets, Mary could use all sorts of weapons like guns, knives, dirks, ancient swords and num-chucks…ooooohh. She was also an acrobat and was obviously the smartest person on Earth.
Mary was framed for murder…FRAMED I TELL YOU FRAMED! So they decided to send her to Camp Green Lake because the most powerful being (the author) needed some crapped up reason for why they would send a GIRL to an all BOY (not girl) camp facility thing. The judge thought that making a bunch of hormone crazy teenage boys even hornier would be punishment.
She didn't say anything because she grew up on the streets and was street smart. Mary knew to keep quiet and let the cops stare at her tiny tube top and mini…panty? It's way to short to be a skirt.
When they entered the camp, Mary opened the window and stared at the beautiful holey scenery. Because she was perfect, she understood nature and had a sentimental side with all that crap. She breathed in the fresh air and coughed as bus exhaust went her way.
A bird wished he had a human bird as he flew by. But his girlfriend/birdfriend got pissed and pied on Mary. Aww…POOR MARY!
"EEEK," She screeched in a perfectly pitched voice (all high and airy fairy) as she wiped a wet, liquid mixture of her still shiny lustrous blonde hair. Who cared that a mixture of what looked like yogurt and expired milk was dripping down her bra?
The driver, who was driving with one hand and using the other for…something, turned his head to look at the screaming blonde. He noticed the dripping yellow-yogurt mixture thing dripping down her front. His other grabbed HARDER! He had to scream; he squished his tiny toothpick into a piece of lint! He swerved to the side and into a HOLE! OH NO!
Mary flew out the window, crashing through the glass. Her super strong bones broke the glass, and her unblemished skin was littered with broken glass shard thingies. She fell out of the overturned bus (how was it overturned? The AUTHOR PROCLAIMS IT) and broke a million delicate ligaments and bones. She smeared blood all over the place and died…