\\AN\\ to answer questions I am not Cat. She's stupider than me (no
offence). I would assume that jazdandsas likes finding Nemo.
Did we find him yet? I want to say that I write my stories late at night so I just use letters. I thought that I went back and made all of my corrections.
I must have missed a few, so if you find any let me know.
I'll try harder next time. I'll try to relate the people in CGL to the readers, (congrats, readers you got your wish) so, also congrats to Texas volcano.
And I will space my story out more, just for you.
Thanks to Pearl brandybuck for your encouragement.
A little bit about my life *no one cares* nosilla ditched me for the continental congress. SO did Cat, and Amanda.
Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Green Lake, or the characters. I do own Crystal, and her children.
Summary: In this chappy Crystal gets sick (and I don't mean like my other stories), and yells, a lot. She gets a letter from the court that convicted her.
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Chapter 2
"Whoa man, you did all that?" asked Armpit.
"Well, I didn't do all of that, but I was convicted for it. So... do you people just sit around in orange suits, and watch TV all day?" I asked.
"So, they didn't tell you what to do yet?" inquired X-Ray.
"No... should I know already?" I inquired.
"Yeah man. Boy are you gonna be sore tomorrow." Stated Armpit.
There was silence. Way too much silence.
"tu voluntad afligado" said Magnet
"excusa mi? I'll be sorry for what? Being caught? Nothing could be worse than it is right now. And you will NEVER understand what I am going through... NEVER. Besides, I don't even know you so don't use tu with me." I said. Now that I think about it, I was too harsh.
"Lo siento" Magnet answered.
"No, No, it's my fault. Excuse me for a minute." I said. "Are you ok? You look kind of sick." Said Zig Zag.
I was feeling so sick. Morning sickness, not good. After I went back to my tent I saw Mr. Sir enter.
"Crystal, this came in the mail for you today." He handed me a letter.
I started to read the letter to myself.
"Dear Crystal S. Sands, The jury of the Miami Coral Gables Court would like to inform you about your punishment arranged on January 17, 2004. We have narrowed your sentence.
You will no longer be required to have a natural childbirth because of a unanimous poll of all the new jury members.
They believe that a natural childbirth would be too much for a minor to handle. As for the sentence at Camp Green Lake, the term will remain until you have your children.
From,
Judge Christopher John Grewe
Judge Christopher John Grewe"
Wow, that's a lot better than having a natural childbirth. They lessened my sentence. Well, I have around 6 months to go. I hope that it doesn't start to show here.
\\AN\\ Some of the names (like the judge's) may be real. I saw them in a magazine, and the court, may not be a real court, but is a real place.
Did we find him yet? I want to say that I write my stories late at night so I just use letters. I thought that I went back and made all of my corrections.
I must have missed a few, so if you find any let me know.
I'll try harder next time. I'll try to relate the people in CGL to the readers, (congrats, readers you got your wish) so, also congrats to Texas volcano.
And I will space my story out more, just for you.
Thanks to Pearl brandybuck for your encouragement.
A little bit about my life *no one cares* nosilla ditched me for the continental congress. SO did Cat, and Amanda.
Disclaimer: I do not own Camp Green Lake, or the characters. I do own Crystal, and her children.
Summary: In this chappy Crystal gets sick (and I don't mean like my other stories), and yells, a lot. She gets a letter from the court that convicted her.
~~~~~~~~~~*************~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 2
"Whoa man, you did all that?" asked Armpit.
"Well, I didn't do all of that, but I was convicted for it. So... do you people just sit around in orange suits, and watch TV all day?" I asked.
"So, they didn't tell you what to do yet?" inquired X-Ray.
"No... should I know already?" I inquired.
"Yeah man. Boy are you gonna be sore tomorrow." Stated Armpit.
There was silence. Way too much silence.
"tu voluntad afligado" said Magnet
"excusa mi? I'll be sorry for what? Being caught? Nothing could be worse than it is right now. And you will NEVER understand what I am going through... NEVER. Besides, I don't even know you so don't use tu with me." I said. Now that I think about it, I was too harsh.
"Lo siento" Magnet answered.
"No, No, it's my fault. Excuse me for a minute." I said. "Are you ok? You look kind of sick." Said Zig Zag.
I was feeling so sick. Morning sickness, not good. After I went back to my tent I saw Mr. Sir enter.
"Crystal, this came in the mail for you today." He handed me a letter.
I started to read the letter to myself.
"Dear Crystal S. Sands, The jury of the Miami Coral Gables Court would like to inform you about your punishment arranged on January 17, 2004. We have narrowed your sentence.
You will no longer be required to have a natural childbirth because of a unanimous poll of all the new jury members.
They believe that a natural childbirth would be too much for a minor to handle. As for the sentence at Camp Green Lake, the term will remain until you have your children.
From,
Judge Christopher John Grewe
Judge Christopher John Grewe"
Wow, that's a lot better than having a natural childbirth. They lessened my sentence. Well, I have around 6 months to go. I hope that it doesn't start to show here.
\\AN\\ Some of the names (like the judge's) may be real. I saw them in a magazine, and the court, may not be a real court, but is a real place.