The Witch of Camp Gingerbread (chapter 5)

All the girls were laughing at me. I really hated Alex right then, but I didn't want to show it, so I laughed along with them. I got some pretty surprised expressions, especially Alex. Her smirk had turned into an annoyed expression, and I knew I had done the right thing. "Well that was fun and all, but it's probably time we go inside!" I pretended to smile and squeezed past all the girls still standing there glaring at me. I needed to clean myself up.

I went into the first bedroom on my way to the bathroom. It looked like a tornado had hit, or maybe it was just one of those crazy girl parties that got a little too playful. There was nail polish on the floor, pillow feathers covering the beds, and pizza stuck on the walls and ceiling. I went to the bathroom, wondering where Robin was. I looked into the mirror to see most of the tomato on my face was gone. I washed the rest off very slowly just to pass some time. I left the bathroom still wondering where Robin could be. I went into the room we shared but she wasn't there. But when I went out the back door of the cabin, I almost tripped over her sitting on the step.

"Robin! I was so worried about you!"

"Hello, Jane."

"Robin, where have you been?"

"What a nice day it was today!" Robin turned to face me. She had a creepy stare and I didn't like it.

"You were almost baked in an oven by some hooded thingy and got made fun of by a group of girls! You call that a nice day?!" She kept staring her creepy stare. "Are you mad at me for something I did?"

"Why would I get mad at my best friend Jane?" She made a grab for my leg but I stepped back.

 "I'll be inside, Robin." I went back into the cabin and closed the door behind me. Robin was acting weird, though I didn't know why. What if something had happened to her, like she hit her head and now she's gonna be creepy crazy forever! The thought of that scared me. She was my only friend. I couldn't lose her. I wondered if Daniel saw what had happened! I got anxious and ran through the cabin and out onto the front porch. It was dark out. I couldn't get to Daniel's cabin without a flashlight and what if that hooded thing came back? I decided I would wait and pass by his cabin in the morning. I need to talk to Daniel about Robin.

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The Witch of Camp Gingerbread (chapter 4)

"Robin?"

"Help!"

I rushed down the stairs, but I didn't see her anywhere. "Robin! Where are you?"

"Jane! Help!"

I followed her voice.

BANG! 

"What was that! Robin!" This time I heard a muffled scream coming from the kitchen. I ran to the kitchen to find a cloaked figure trying to stuff Robin in a giant oven! "Hey! You get away from my friend!" I picked up a rusty pan lying on the floor and threw it at the figure. The pan hit it in the head and it made a loud screeching noise then tumbled out the back door. I could tell by the look on Robin's face that she was terrified! "Robin, are you okay?"

"I think so!"

"Did you see their face?"

"No, it was hidden under that hood!" Robin was trying to stop herself from shaking.

"Come on! Let's get out of here, Robin!"

"Good idea!"

So we left and went back to our own cabin. On the way I turned to see if Daniel was watching us from the window again, and he was. He gave me a smile. But not a happy one, more like concerned or worried. I turned back around to see Robin way ahead of me, almost at the front door of our cabin. "Robin wait for me!" But she didn't hear me and opened the door. Suddenly she was hit by a wave of food. I ran to her. She looked at me then pointed to a group of giggling girls at the door. They were holding empty food trays and plates. "Robin I..."

Robin covered her face like she was going to cry and ran. "Robin wait!" She didn't listen and kept running. Then a girl stepped out in front of the group. She looked like one of those little miss perfect girls with her strawberry blonde hair and that little nose of hers. She was stylish from her shiny blue head band to her designer skinny jeans to her white sandals. She also had a satisfied smirk on her face. "Hello! Jessica right?"

"Actually it's Ja-"

"My name's Alex!" 

I don't know why she was so happy. "Hi," I grumbled. "Why did you throw food at my friend?"

"Wait! That girl is your friend?"

"Yeah! So? I can't be friends with her?"

"Well, you shouldn't be." Alex crossed her arms and her smirk grew wider.

"Why not?" I knew I shouldn't have asked that but it was too late.

"Because this could happen!" Then a tomato flew right into my face.

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The Witch of Camp Gingerbread (chapter 3)

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I opened the door and jumped back as a bunch of rats scurried out of the cabin in all directions. I looked inside. My mind was going wild with crazy thoughts of me going into the cabin and never returning. But I was curious to see what was in there. I leaned my head farther in.

"Jane!" yelled Robin.

"What!"

"Um, uh... Wait for me!"

"Are you sure? I could just meet you back at the cabin! I won't be very long!"

"No, I want to stay with you!"

"Alright then." We both went into the cabin. Robin stayed close to me. All of a sudden I heard a soft thumping noise coming from above my head. "Did  you hear that?" I asked.

"What?" whispered Robin.

"That thumping! It came from upstairs!"

"Shhhhh! Be quiet!"

"Robin! Come on, stop being so scared!"

"I'm not scared!"

"Then how about we split up!"

"Fine." I went up the steps. I held onto the railing to make sure I didn't fall. When I got to the top I was suprised to see how clean it was! It looked like someone had just cleaned it yesterday. There was a perfectly made bed in a corner and a bedside table with an ancient looking lamp, a Grimm's Fairy Tales book, and a glass of water! I noticed that the Grimm's Fairy Tales had been bookmarked. I opened the book and saw the story Hansel and Gretel. I had never read the story so I began to read. Before I could turn the page I saw something out of the corner of my eye. "Who's there!" I turned to see a man in tattered outgrown kid clothes! "Who are you?"

"My name is Daniel. I've been watching you through this window." He pointed to a small diamond-shaped window with vines of ivy growing around it.

I didn't know what to say. "Um..." Then I remembered. "Wait a minute, you're that boy from Robin's story! Wait! But that means..."

"I'm not a ghost! I could hear you, you know! I had the window open so I could hear your conversation. Your friend Robin is very loud."

"Yeah, she is pretty loud." I laughed.

"Jane! Who are you talking to up there?" called Robin from downstairs.

"Jane, don't tell her I'm up here."

"Why?"

"I'll tell you later."

"Okay, fine." I turned to the stairs and called out, "Nobody, Robin!"

"Wait, I'm coming up!" Then Robin screamed.

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The Witch of Camp Gingerbread (chapter 2)

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"Here we are," John said to us as we reached our cabins. "All righty, then. I think that's everyone." He took the whistle from around his neck and blew it. About thirty kids ran out of the cabins. "I have an announcement to make! I would like you to meet Jack and Jane."

"Hello, Jack and Jane," all the kids said.

"All righty, then. Jack, you will be on team Hansel," John said, as a bunch of boys cheered and whistled. "And Jane, you will be on team Gretel." Some girls clapped. "Go to your cabins, everyone."

My cabin mates and I went inside. I felt like I had a giant knot in my stomach. I could feel all the girls were staring at me so I turned to face them and said, "So... what are your names?" All the girls turned away and walked into the other room, except for one. She had red hair and brown eyes and wore a white tee shirt with a long pink skirt. She stood there watching me for awhile then finally said, "My name is Robin."

"Oh, uh, nice to meet you... Robin."

She smiled. "Do you want to go water skiing with me?"

I looked down at Robin's skirt and looked back up at her.

"What?"

I shrugged. "I would love to," I said. So my new friend and I walked over to the lake, where there was another counselor standing next to a motorboat.

"Hello, my name is Liliana. Ready to water ski?" she asked.

I looked at her for a moment. She had the same shirt as John, but had a matching visor. She had long blonde hair pulled into a pony tail and had beautiful crystal blue eyes. Robin and I nodded.

"As John says, 'All righty, then!' Here let me help you put these skis on."

When we were all set up Liliana started the boat. I kept a hard grip on the handle as she sped around the lake. Robin watched me from the boat, smiling as my hair was whipped back in the wind. After about thirty minutes she drove us back onto the shore. I took off my gear and we left. I was a little confused and I asked Robin, "Why didn't you go skiing?"

"Um, I don't really like getting my hair wet. I thought it was really fun just sitting in the boat."

"Well, okay, if you don't want to. But I gotta say, it was really fun!" A bell rang in the distance. "I think it's dinnertime."

"Come on! I'll show you where dinner is."

When we got to the dining hall we stopped in front of it because we saw Jack. He was standing in the middle of a group of boys. Then he looked up, smiled and waved at me. But before he could walk up to me, a boy from the group gestured for him to go inside.

"Was that your brother?" Robin asked.

"Yeah, but come on. Let's eat. I'm starving."

As we walked in John was standing right by the door."Hey there you are, Jane! Oh, hi Robin! You're here, too. Just the two girls I needed. Well, what I wanted to tell you is that there is a new vegan buffet just for you two."

I looked over at Robin in surprise. "You're vegan, too?"

"Yeah, it's not that big of a deal."

John tapped us on the shoulders and pointed to a large table filled with food. There was a small sign over it that said VEGAN. Robin and I walked over and stared at the feast. There was pesto ravioli without cheese, spring rolls, fried zucchini, mini veggie burgers and chow mein. We had a choice of apple cider, ginger ale, cranberry juice, soy milk or water. When we finished piling our plates with food we moved over to the table set up for us in the corner.

Fifteen minutes later we finished gobbling our dinner. Robin got up and said, "I'm full. Let's go back to our cabin." I followed her outside. On the way we passed by a very large suspicious clump of plants. I looked closer and saw a door. Robin was staring at it too. "What the heck is that?" I asked her.

"I remember now. This used to be an old cabin. I heard that this very one is haunted!"

"By who?"

"By a boy who was at this camp many years ago. I think he went mad or something. I heard this rumor that he stopped trusting the counselors and everything. He totally, like, blocked himself off from the whole world. And he told his friends they were gonna die."

"And did they?"

"Well everyone has to die sooner or later, don't they?"

"No, I mean, like, right after he said they were."

"Well, actually I don't know the rest of the story."

"Let's go check it out!"

"Jane, I don't know. It doesn't look safe."

"Fine. I guess I'll just go by myself." I walked up what looked like the rest of the path to the front door.

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The Witch of Camp Gingerbread (chapter 1)

Note: If you are reading this and you know anyone who makes movies tell them to make a Hansel and Gretel horror movie that's PG. It would be really awesome!



If you heard the Hansel and Gretel story before you will know it's not as twisted as this one! It all started on the way to my Summer camp.

"Mom, do we have to go?" my brother asked.
"Don't worry, Jack, you'll be fine," mom said. "I bet you'll make plenty of friends."
"Mom, how long do we have to stay at the camp," I asked.
"Jane, I told you you're staying at the camp for two weeks," she replied, annoyed.

"Here we are," Dad announced. "Camp Gingerbread!"

So we all got out of the car. Our parents signed us in, said goodbye and left. A tall blond haired man walked up to us. He had giant green eyes and wore a shirt with the Camp Gingerbread logo, a little gingerbread house with kids eating it like mad. It was very strange. And it was right in my face. Awkward.

"Hello. You must be Jack and Jane. I'm John, your camp counselor. You don't have to be nervous. You'll make plenty of friends in no time with all the activities we have planned. There's water skiing, hang gliding, hot dog eating contests, pie eating contests, doughnut eating contests, child eating con- I mean, gingerbread house eating contests, swimming lessons, movie nights and we also have lots of group projects that we will be working on."


I gave him a suspicious look.

"Wow, that sounds like a lot of fun!" Jack said.

"Um, I'm on a vegan diet," I said.

"Oh, you won't have to worry about nuttin', sugar plum."

I still didn't trust this guy.

"Come on, why don't we go find your cabin." John skipped away down the path.

Jack shrugged to me and started skipping along after him. I just glared at both of them and followed slowly.

Monkeys (a poem)

I wrote this in second grade and I wanted to share it with you because it's very cute and creative, especially for that age.

Monkeys

Look all over up and down.

You don't really need a frown.

Hey! Look! Can it be?

I guess we found a monkey!

It pounces and bounces.

It's not fat and round.

It doesn't usually touch the ground.

It's looking for dinner.

Might be a winner.

I like monkeys all around!