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Title artwork by Rachel H.


Monday, May 5, 2014

Claire D. 4 S

Sharp

RRRK! Went the car as it rolled down the driveway and quickly slid into park. “We’re here!” me and my friend Brooke screamed at the same time, like a chain reaction. In the distance, I could see a glimmer of orange from the colorful horizon. “Bye mom!’”
 “Bye!” me and my friend exclaimed.
"Bye girls!” my mom said my mom excitedly, “have a great time at summer camp!” We clutched our bags, and leapt out of the car.
SRECHH! Went my mom’s car as it pulled out of the windy path. Brooke and I exchanged glances. The fresh summer air relaxed our senses. The apple trees grew rigid and elegant. Blue birds chirped their joyful song somewhere in the sunset.
“Wow” I whispered.”
“I know” Brooke added in awe. Suddenly, a tall figure wearing a T- shirt and jeans approached us.
Her messy blond hair was pulled back into her pony tail. “Hi!” said the friendly stranger.” I’m Kelly, your new camp counselor! Let me show you your room!” she exclaimed.

“OK” we answered shyly. She led us to a deep brown oak cabin. A dusty sign that stood next to the cabin read, THE DEN in an extraordinary pink color. The cabin smelled of damp old wood, but mysteriously smelled homey at the same time. “Isn’t it great!” stated Kelly. I and Brooke nodded happily and vigorously. Kelly skipped up to the door and swung it open.
The sight was amazing. A big open fireplace crackled like a million fire crackers. Two tall pink bunk beds stood as high as the ceiling, though the ceiling was not very tall to begin with. The strong scent of rotting wood filled my nose. On the bunk beds sat two girls with ear to ear smiles spread across their face at the sight, that now they would not be the only kids in the cabin. They must have been twins for they had very little differences. They had short brown hair and vibrant blue eyes. The twins also had trails of freckles going all over their faces.
 “HI!” said the girl, “my name is Emma!”
 “And I’m Tess!” the other girl added shortly their after. Feeling like I had to say something the words finally sputtered out of my mouth
“I’m Claire, and this is my friend Brooke” Brooke waved shyly. “We can do the rest of the tour, Kelly” stated Emma.
 “OK” said Kelly disappointed, sad she had no one else to talk to until we came back.
 “Have fun”. Tess opened the door and we were off.
Outside, I was very surprised to see how dark it was getting. Emma pointed to two cabins identical to ours with a jerking motion. One sign read CHIPMONKS CROSSING and the next one read THE BRASS BELL. “Those are the other cabins that have kids sleeping over in there too, but you won’t see them. The sky started to turn black, like a dark blanket was thrown over the world. “Wow, the sky is so beautiful’” I whispered, keeping my eyes steady on the sky. The 3 other girls nodded speechless and in awe also. Minutes went by as we laid on the ground admiring the twinkling stars. Finally we decided to start trotting back to the cabin.
On the way back, Tess introduced us to a musty aged park bench with a matching table. It looked like the screws were wiggling out of place, and the so called tabled and bench were barely standing. “This is where we eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner, it may not be the best, but this is all we got.” Brooke and I nodded in approval. We skipped up the gravel path, back to THE DEN. I dragged open the heavy door to see Kelly typing away on her laptop.
“Your’e back!” she cheered. The lights in the room were stunningly bright, there for they made my eyes twitch. ”OK girls time for bed!” Kelly ordered. She was right, we needed some sleep. Too tired to argue, we pulled on our PJ’s, and slipped into bed without a word. Kelly shut off the lights, and wrestled with her sleeping bag until she found the opening, then climbed in it. The thought of what tomorrow might bring made me toss and turn in bed for a while, but finally my eyes shut
I woke up to a startling screech, but not from a human, from an animal. BRRR   KK! It screamed terrified. I scanned the room, but no one awake. I could not bear to hear the shrieks anymore. I carefully got out of bed, and tiptoed up to the door. I knew I had to do something, but I was scared to see what lies ahead of me. My sweaty palms grasped the door knob, and with hesitation, I swung the door open. The sight I saw made my heart stop.
There lying on the ground, caught in a ginormous patch of pickers, was a fawn. I lost my breath. I stood there for a while, not sure what to do. Time was behaving in a peculiar fashion. The thought came over me that I had to do something, and whatever I did, I would have to do it fast. Looking into the fawn’s helpless deep brown eyes a single tear rolled down my cheek and dripped off my chin. I had to think of something! DING! A light bulb went off in my head.
I needed to call animal control! Sprinting to the cabin, I picked up the phone and dialed the animal control number. I sputtered out my location and problem to then. “We will be right there,” he said in a somewhat calm voice. I could also detect a sense of concern in his voice. I waited in the driveway for what felt like hours, but was probably only 5 minutes. To my relief, I heard o rumbling sound, of wheels curving through the twists and turns of the pathway. An enormous truck that read ANIMAL CONTROL in big red bold letters emerged from around the corner.
 It felt like a million pounds was lifted off my shoulders. A crew of men jumped from the truck and rushed over to the helpless animal. I wanted to look, I knew that the animal was getting help, but I could not get myself to open my eyes. I ran to the cabin, and slammed the door, forgetting that people were still sleeping. Of course, Kelly woke up confused, wondering why I was outside.
 “What happened?” she whispered. “Just look outside, and you’ll see”. Before I finished my sentence, she had already rushed out of her sleeping bag, and slipped out of the door.
Though the window, I could see a scared tiresome look on her face when one of the men stepped out of the drama to explain the situation to Kelly. I crawled under the covers and cradled myself. Somehow, my mind was enabled to think of anything, but this unfortunate event. “How could Brooke, Emma, and Tess sleep through this?” I hugged my knees and stayed in that position for a long while. I lay there helplessly for too long. To my surprise, I got up and started to walk towards the door. It was like I was possessed.  I tried to stop myself but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to go outside, but my conscious was telling me otherwise. My conscience won.
I ended outside to see Kelly grinning, but the truck was gone, and so were the men and fawn. “The fawn is free, they rescued the fawn!”
 “YAY” I screamed. I ran to the cabin, not able to contain how excited I was. I ran into the once quiet cabin, but was not when I enter. Brooke woke up with a startle. “What happened?” she wondered aloud. “You have no idea” I replied.