Just a visit to the Lake

by Strange-and-deranged

This is a story about Jason and how his time was at the lake. This was a requested strory. I have changed a little about what really happen when he went to the lake, but same place and there are still dreadful counselors.I'll update soon. I hope you like

3. Drowning

Disclaimer- I don't own Jason, Pamela or Crystal Lake. I do own Lona and Lauren though.

Ch.3 Drowning

Jason awoke with a strange fear the next morning. He felt like something bad was going to happen. Ignoring the feeling he went to go get breakfast. The children in the cafeteria were all huddled together and talking quickly Once in a while Jason saw a finger pointing at him and the he'd hear a lot of laughter. "I hate them," thought Jason. Furiously Jason got his food and began to eat. He hated most of it, but he hadn't eaten anything the day before so it tasted quite good. Jason dipped his spoon into the soup and began to chew. It tasted weird and crunchy. He looked up and saw all the kids looking at him with smiles on their faces. Jason realized they did something to the food, feeling something crawl around in his mouth, he spit out the food. When he looked down there was a roach with its bottom half gone running out of the food. Jason jumped out of his seat and ran outside vomiting on the way. He ran towards the woods. The other kids were chasing him he could hear them close behind. A hand reached out and grabbed the collar of his shirt and flung him to the ground.

"I see you liked the roaches," said the boy, sarcastically. "Now it's time to go for a swim, how bout' it Jason would you like that."

"I can't," said Jason shakily. "No one ever taught me."

"Well it's time for your first lesson," said the boy. The other kids followed as Jason was dragged o the bridge over the water.

"Stop," yelled Jason, trying to hide the fear in his voice. Jason felt himself being dropped into the water. It felt the way it did in his dream.

"First lesson," said the boy, "is how not to drown." The boy's hand went over Jason's face and shoved him into the water. Jason tried to go back up but he couldn't. He felt someone pull him up. "Try to see if you can hold your breath," said the boy. Jason took a deep breath and was pushed under again. This time the hand didn't bring him up. Jason couldn't hold his breath any longer. Colours were dancing in front of him darting back and forth. Pressure began to build up in his lungs. Everything went black.