is X-ray right?

  Today was probably the most disappointing days since I have been here. So, I was so happy for Mr. Pendanski to come with the water truck. Not because I was so thirsty, but what I thought was worth a day off end up being worth none of the excitement I was feeling. I was digging my hole, and something caught my eye, I picked it up and it with an examination I figured it was a fossil. It looked like it would have belonged to a fish. I showed Mr. Pendanski and he frowned, he said that the Warden would not let me have a day off for finding a fossil. I guess X-Ray overheard us and he started talk to me. He told me it would only be fair if I gave him everything I found. The reason was because he has been here so much longer than him that he needs more rest. I think it makes a little more sense, I only have been digging for a little bit and my muscles are so sore, imagine a years’ worth of digging. I was to scared to tell him no, only because he is pretty intimidating. Also he is the leader of this group and if he does not like me than nobody will.

Tent D

  I was assigned to Tent D with Mr.Pendanski as my counselor. He seems friendly; he told me he wanted to help me turn my life around. He introduced me to the other campers, they all have nicknames, but Mr.Pendanski doesn’t use them. He introduced me to Rex and Alan, a.k.a X-Ray and Squid. I also meet Jose, Theodore, and Ricky. He calls themselves, Magnet, Armpit, and Zig-Zag. Then there is this other boy who Mr. Pendanski calls Zero, like it’s his actual name. He claims he doesn’t have anything inside his head. I think Zero might be a cool guy if you get to know him.

  The next day, I had to dig my first hole. It wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. For starters the ground was hard, and I got several painful blisters from the shovel. It had to be a wide as your shovel and deep as your shovel. I was going to get the shortest shovel, but that was claimed and will always be claimed by X-Ray. The part I hated the most was the sun, we got up so early to beat the hottest part of the day, but I wasn't finished until way past than. I was the last one to finish, I'm shocked since this is my first hole.

  After everyone finishes their hole they go to the Wreck Room, which sort of like a hang out place. I decided to write to my mom, so she wouldn't worry about me. When I tried to explain that to Squid he scowled at me. I waited until after he left to start the letter.
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Camp Green Lake doesn't even have a lake...

  

  The judge did give me two choices, either I can face my consequences in jail or a camp called Camp Green Lake. I never have been to camp, so here was my chance.

  It was kind of weird going there. I didn’t think I would be the only kid on the bus. I especially didn’t think that I would be handcuffed to one of the seats. The ride was torture, it was hot and it took 9 hours to get there. It wasn’t really me who did the crime, but I felt like one, since the guard was holding a gun. When I got there it looked like a desert, i didn’t even see a lake. When the guard took off my handcuffs, they were so tight they left marks. I looked around, there was a few tents, a few buildings, and there were trees. Only two, which were the only plant life there, not even weeds. I entered this building where I met this man who calls himself Mr. Sir. He kept telling me, “You’re not in Girl Scouts anymore", I guess he was trying to act 'tough', he was kind of scary looking, but I think it was just an act. After I was checked by Mr. Sir for weapons he gave me all of the information and assigned me to tent D.
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My no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing great-great-grandfather

               
  Today I was walking home from again the worst day at school. Some kid through my notebook in the toilet, but I couldn't just leave it there, I needed it. So as I was walking home and as I walked under this bridge a pair of shoes 'came from the sky' and fell right on top of my head. They weren't any random shoes, but they were Clyde Livingston's. A famous baseball player, who is also known as Sweetfeet donated them to a celebrity auction, which I did not know about. In court the judge obviously wouldn't believe me, when I told him they fell from the sky. I don't blame him; I blame my no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing great-great grandfather. His real name was Elya Yelnats, he promised Madame Zeroni that after he would give the pig to Myra Menke that he would bring her up the mountain like he did with the pig. Elya forgot about the promise and went to America. He did remember the promise and felt bad, but what he didn't remember was the curse. Whenever anything goes bad the Yelnats family blames it on their no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing great-great- grandfather.
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