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Chapter: 1

Kelly, I love you more than anything that in the world. You are an amazing person and I will always be with you. Kelly's mom's voice filled her head as she pictured the last minutes she had with her mother. Her father how was always a good person had a drinking problem but being a successful businessman his problem was covered up by a mask of business trips and meetings. It was only Kelly and her mother than knew he really had a problem. It was this problem that left Kelly with her mother as she was dieing at the hand of her father. He has never really been that abusive just as times when he was really drunk nothing that she would ever worry about for too long, before she was off thinking about something else. But it was this dark night in August that would change this forever, no longer would her father's drinking problem seem like a little thing and no longer would she quickly pass the matter as not a big deal because it was this problem that left her as an orphan and broken girl.

"Why did you leave? Didn't you know what tonight was?"

"Don't mess with me woman it has been a long day."

"Oh, and since when has it been too long of a day to celebrate our anniversary? Huh? Since when?"

"Shut-up! Now I have been putting up with this for too long you have really pissed me off this time and this is the last time!"

With that a shot rang though the air and the smell of blood was heavy and present. God! When are they going to stop fighting? But it was at the sound of this shot that Kelly ran from her bed and down the stairs. Before she could get down the stairs another shot rang through the silent air. Kelly ran down the remaining stairs dreading what she might find. But nothing could save her it was real she saw the worse thing she could possibly imagine her mother lay sprawled out on the floor her father next to her. It had really happened my father killed my mother!

She ran to her mother who was beginning to move. Kelly was sobbing by now and held her dieing mom in her arms. It was then that her mother finally spoke to her Kelly, I love you more than anything that in the world. You are an amazing person and I will always be with you. And with that her mom's eyes rolled into the back of her head and died.

"Is this your car?" The policeman asked as it looked Kelly up and down?

"No, it belongs to a friend of mine'

"What is your friend's name?"

"Damion"

"What is his last name?"

"Parker"

"Oh, I see" He quickly walked away and came back with hand cuffs. "I just spoke on the phone with the only Damion Parker in Minnesota. He says he does not know you. That means your coming with me." He slapped the hand cuffs on Kelly and threw her in the back of the car.

Kelly was now on the bus on her way to Camp Green Lake, a juvenile camp for delinquent boys, a place where she thought she had no business. It scared her with the thought of how many of the boys had committed crimes against women and how she would be treated being the only girl there. She hoped that her mother had been right and was going to be with her now when she needed her the most. Only a week had passed since her mother and father had died and she was already on her was to a juvenile camp for boys because she was guilty of Auto theft.

Why did I trust Damion? How could I be so stupid? He said he just needed a place to keep the car for a while. But I didn't know it was stolen! And now all because of him I'm here on this stupid bus. I hate him! I hate boys! How could he do this to me! His girlfriend! After I did everything for him and then he says he doesn't know me and lets me go to this, this…camp!

It wasn't soon after that the bus came to a halt.

"Welcome to Camp Green Lake" the older looking man who was the guard said with a sneer.

Kelly thanked the driver for the ride and jumped off the bus only to be found face to face with a middle aged man who needed to shave and could afford to lose a few pounds.

"Kelly Smith? I am Mr. Sir you will call me by my name, is that clear?"

"Yes Mr. Sir."

"Good, follow me"

Kelly followed Mr. Sir to a small room where she was asked to go behind a door and undress and get into a very large orange suit. After she was done Mr. Sir explained the rules. You are to dig one hole each day five feet deep and five feet on diameter. Your shovel will be your measuring stick.

It was right about there that Kelly had checked out and was looking out the small window in the door at the camp. The camp was covered with dust and looked very dry. There were a few run down buildings and it looked like there use to be a town there. Kelly wondered how she would ever survive Camp Green Lake. Kelly jumped as a smaller man with too much sunscreen walked in the room.

"Kelly Smith, you may have done some bad things but that does not make you a bad kid! I respect you Kelly."

"Uh thanks." The only words Kelly had said since she entered Camp Green Lake.

"Come with me you'll be in D-tent D stands for diligence" Kelly walked behind the man and followed him into a small smelly tent. There were a group of boys all sitting on small cots that were staggered throughout the tent. There was a silence and their mouths dropped as she entered the room.

"Boys I would like you to meet Kelly. Kelly meet the boys Rex, Alan, Ricky, Jose', Theodore, and Brian"

There was mumble of Hi s and Hellos and Hey s and Kelly answered with quick and sheepish hello.