Summer Camp Mysteries

Day 1: Dear diary, My first day at summer camp was very eventful. We spent most of the day paddling through the river nearby. The trees formed a canopy over the river that covered the sky completely. Tonight we’re going to a haunted house. I can't wait! 👻Rumors say it's real!

Day 2: Dear diary, I was trapped in a room with someone else. The doors wouldn't open and everyone screamed. We just stared at each other. Keep you posted.

Day 3: Dear Diary, my claustrophobia was getting to me in this room I and Larry were trapped in. I sat in the corner all day. Larry comforted me with a hug, and I was so so happy I was not alone. I just hope I don't hear any more screaming from outside the locked room.

Day 4: Dear Diary, I don’t know if I’m imagining it, but I think the room is shrinking. Larry said that this isn’t possible, that we are safe here, but I’m sure that I was able to extend my arms fully to the top yesterday. The screaming outside stopped. “Isn’t it time to leave?”

Day 12: I woke up in a meadow this morning. Larry at my side. The last week a mysterious gap in our memories. My hands and face are bruised. I don’t know where I am. I found a note in my pocket, it said: “know not where you are, but who you are. Live life.” And we will.