Journals at Camp Half-Blood

by and the girl collapsed

See whats really going on with the campers. Let's say all the cabins own a journal for them to write stuff in. Some write, some comment, others just say it's a waste of time. If you want to know whats going on in your Cabin, come on, lets have a look... (ABANDONED)

9. Chapter 9 I suck at life

I am such a jerk. I blame school and my lack of intelligence.

Annabeth

I still write in this old journal, surprisingly. It's been awhile since I was 12… It's like I evolved from little quests to huge things like Percy and the Argo. Well, not that Zeus's lightning bolt wasn't a big deal.

Leo and the Argo, Hazel and Nico, Percy and I, Frank and his powers… It's all a huge deal. I've never actually seen the whole picture, never actually realized what we had gotten ourselves into.

I mean, what if I was to wake up tomorrow, in a different bed, different people. What if my whole life had been one huge dream, only 9 hours of sleep and I awoke tomorrow and went to a regular school.

What if I wasn't Annabeth? What if Annabeth was a figment of my imagination? I could have a normal day. No monsters. No army. No. Percy.

If that were to happen, I would be happy? I consider this more than once through my day.

Annabeth was trembling at her own thoughts. She tossed the book down and re-counted what had all happened over the years, laying back on her bed. She was afraid to go to sleep.

So I know its been awhile. And this is seriously short. I am so sorry. But school and everything has been hectic. It's been a year since we moved from Italy to Texas and I think I've mastered the English language. Please don't hate me to much. I love you guys.