Monday, June 30,2003. 4:00 pm
I sat quietly and patiently in the back seat of my moms car as she drove me to this camp she always talks about. I finally couldn't stand the silence anymore so I had to say something.
"Mama, What's the name of the Camp I'm going to?" I asked. I could hear my accent on the words as I still struggled to pronounce the English right.
"Es 'Camp Half-Blood' mijo" She replied.
I continued to sit in silence once more, until the car came to a stop.
"Get out mijo, we're here." Mom said.
I climbed out of the car with my suitcase, and took in my surroundings. I gasped because at the top of a large hill was a White Stallion with a man riding it. Next to him stood a Tall, beautiful Pinetree, that radiated a sense of calmness. "Go on, Te amo mijo." Mom said as she got in the car and watched me walk up the hill.
I walked excitedly up the long hill towards the man on the horse. But as I got closer, I saw that the man was part of the horse. I was even more excited now. My mom had always told me stories about something called Greek mythology, and this guy was a Centaur.
"A real Centaur!" I yelled. The centaur chuckled.
"Yes," He laughed, "I am Chiron, the trainer of great heroes. You must be Daunte, you're mother has told me so much about you."
I nodded my head and asked, "What is this place?", as I looked over the amazing fields ahead of me.
I saw kids all over the place. Some playing basketball, swimming, running etc. I looked all around me and I felt like I couldn't take in everything. I saw cabins, a big house, and a rock climbing wall, I already loved this place.
"This is Camp Half-Blood, the camp for demigods, The children of the Greek gods."