Chapter 2: Camp Green Lake
By: Readreadread
By the time we actually got to Camp Green Lake, the handcuffs I was wearing were practically burning my skin, it was so hot. There's one of my questions answered: it is very, very, very hot here.
When I got out of the bus I looked around and saw (guess what?) a lot of boys in orange. The guard that was on the bus led me into an air conditioned building! Halleluiah!
The guard and I sat down, me across from this really scary looking dude wearing a cowboy hat and eating sunflower seeds. As I sat down he picked up a folder that I assumed was a file of some sort.
"Tillie No-Last-Name, the first girl at Camp Green Lake," the dude said as he spit out a sunflower shell into a jar. "You're here because you stole a doll? You don't look like the kind of girl who would want a doll so badly you would try to steal one." He was sneering at me.
"Hey, I tried to steal it to give it to this little girl I know," I said, defending myself. I tried to sneer back at him, but I'm sure I looked really stupid, because I could tell he was trying not to laugh.
"Anyways, my name is Mr. Sir. Whenever you talk to me you will call me by my name," Mr. Sir said as he got up and opened a small refrigerator. From it he produced two Cokes. One for himself and one for the guard. "Get used to it Tillie," he said as if he read my mind. I was so thirsty!
The guard went back to the bus as Mr. Sir led me to a different building. Inside were tons of shoes and orange. well orange clothes I guess. Mr. Sir looked at my feet, pulled a pair of black shoes off the shelf, and threw them on the floor. Then he threw an orange suit thing at me. Luckily I caught it.
"You'll dig one hole each day. It's to be five feet deep and five feet wide. Your shovel will be your measuring stick. You will have two pairs of clothes, one for work, and one for relaxation. After three days your work clothes will be washed and your relaxing clothes will become your work clothes," Mr. Sir pretty much chanted. "Um, there's been a curtain set up in the corner of your tent for you to change in. You will be in D tent."
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By the time we actually got to Camp Green Lake, the handcuffs I was wearing were practically burning my skin, it was so hot. There's one of my questions answered: it is very, very, very hot here.
When I got out of the bus I looked around and saw (guess what?) a lot of boys in orange. The guard that was on the bus led me into an air conditioned building! Halleluiah!
The guard and I sat down, me across from this really scary looking dude wearing a cowboy hat and eating sunflower seeds. As I sat down he picked up a folder that I assumed was a file of some sort.
"Tillie No-Last-Name, the first girl at Camp Green Lake," the dude said as he spit out a sunflower shell into a jar. "You're here because you stole a doll? You don't look like the kind of girl who would want a doll so badly you would try to steal one." He was sneering at me.
"Hey, I tried to steal it to give it to this little girl I know," I said, defending myself. I tried to sneer back at him, but I'm sure I looked really stupid, because I could tell he was trying not to laugh.
"Anyways, my name is Mr. Sir. Whenever you talk to me you will call me by my name," Mr. Sir said as he got up and opened a small refrigerator. From it he produced two Cokes. One for himself and one for the guard. "Get used to it Tillie," he said as if he read my mind. I was so thirsty!
The guard went back to the bus as Mr. Sir led me to a different building. Inside were tons of shoes and orange. well orange clothes I guess. Mr. Sir looked at my feet, pulled a pair of black shoes off the shelf, and threw them on the floor. Then he threw an orange suit thing at me. Luckily I caught it.
"You'll dig one hole each day. It's to be five feet deep and five feet wide. Your shovel will be your measuring stick. You will have two pairs of clothes, one for work, and one for relaxation. After three days your work clothes will be washed and your relaxing clothes will become your work clothes," Mr. Sir pretty much chanted. "Um, there's been a curtain set up in the corner of your tent for you to change in. You will be in D tent."
(*** Thank you so much for reviewing!!! I'm really glad you like my story! If there's anything you want me to add or if you have any ideas for excitement or action or both for the story please tell me. Thanks for not doing flames! ***)