Teresa

It was dusk at the camp now, but that didn’t make it silent. In fact, it was the exact opposite. It was loud.

Even after the marshmallows, the ghost stories, and Mr. Rick’s threat to send everyone hiking back to school if they didn’t shut up, they never did.

When the fire died down, the teachers started sending everyone to their tents.

“Alright, everyone,” I heard Mr. Rick shouting at some students at the edge of the woods. “To your tents, oh children of ...