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Where do I start, how about that my dad was the freaking god of war! Let me tell you about myself, I'm Nick, Nick Davidson, a 19 year old boy who just finished college. I live with my mom, she's nice and sweet, like what you'll expect from one of those kid's TV show moms. My dad was nowhere to be seen, my mom says that he was in the army, and died soon after, but she said those words like she was faking it. She told me to go to this camp for people who lost their parents and has strange dreams, just like me. I was visiting my "special camp" for people like me with strange dreams; once I got on the bus I was asleep.
Big. Mistake. I was in the desert; I saw a figure walking towards me. My first thought was to run, because he looked big and scary. But my legs were stuck, like quicksand. He kept coming, and I kept trying to free myself.
"Someone help!" I screamed, but I remembered it was the desert; he soon reached 2 feet away from he, he was still blurry. He said: " It's ok, my child, Wake up now you're at Camp Half-Blood"
I was about to ask him if he was my dad or not, but I woke up when he said "Blood". The camp was more or less than I expected. Then a girl walked up to me and said: " Hi I'm TJ, you're worst nightmare.