"Hey, I know! lets camp on Mt. Ebott!" said Jackson, Lucas's best friend. Lucas and Jackson where trying to figure out
where to go camping on a hot, Saturday afternoon. Jackson and Lucas where both 11 and has the same
interests. "I hear that monsters are at the bottom of a big hole in the mountain, and that whoever goes up, never comes
back down..." Jackson said, trying to scare Me. I pushed him away. "Yeah right." I said. "Everybody
knows there's not really monsters in there. "So lets go camping there to find out!" Jackson said. "Unless your
chicken. bagah bagock!" he said, trying to tease me. "Fine, we can go camping there. Whats the worst that can
happen?" Little did Jackson know of all the things that could go horribly wrong.
We climbed up the mountain at about 6:00 pm, hoping we could manage some free time in the woods on the
mountain before they set up camp. At 7:30, we decided it was getting a bit dark and that they should start
making the tent. They where done at about 8:00 and decided to stay inside the camp and watch movies on
the i phone that Lucas brought with him. At about 10:00, Jackson fell asleep, and Lucas heard a rustling
sound where there food pack was outside. Dang it! They left there food outside? What where they thinking!
Lucas grabbed a stick he brought from outside and carefully went out of the tent. Suddenly, something leaped
at him! "Wah!" Said Lucas, trying to grab the furry creature of his face. Finally, he managed to pry it off his face. It was- a squirrel? "Wait" Lucas thought. it has the donuts he brought! the squirrel was trying to open the ziplock bag with his teeth, and was actually doing a pretty good job. "No! not my donuts!" He said, frantically trying to grab the donuts from the evil donut-eating squirrel. he made a jump for it, missed, and fell down what looked to be a 50 feet deep hole.