Have an Ice Day


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July 1, 2019


“Let’s go!” Emily’s mom yelled up the stairs. “Time to get ready for camp!”


Blond-haired Emily got on her cat shirt and plain red shorts, then screamed back, “I’m ready. Are you ready?”


Then, she rushed down the stairs, snarfed down her breakfast, then got in the gray car with her mom. Emily was off to her first day of camp.


When Emily and her mom reached the Starry Sleepaway bus stop, they played would you rather with a few other kids for about 20 minutes until the bus arrived. A bus load of kids then got on, chatting loud as thunder.


Okay, now here’s the action part.


When Emily and the rest of the camp finally got off the camp bus (after three hours), they rushed into their cabins. After everyone had found their bunks (Emily’s bed was in cardinal cabin, right at the very edge of diamond-shaped Starry Sleepaway) they went to bed and had a good night’s sleep, not knowing what would happen the next day.


July 2, 2019


Now this is the action part.


In the morning, everyone in cardinal cabin woke up to a huge blizzard outside. The rest of the camp didn’t know what was happening in that corner. The rest of the camp was unusually cold, though. Everyone except cardinal cabin was fine. The only thing that could’ve been better was if anyone had something other than thin raincoats. Only the people in that corner cabin ever glanced in that direction. Suddenly, the people in lion cabin started screaming. The blizzard was spreading!!!


Right now, I am running out of my cabin, mouse cabin oh no my hands are numb waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt df aehlckhf hcgdfGCSTDXYCdyvu xBVFzhdhfgvcbzfhFfgddtuhcshjfey


July 2, 2019


Sorry! As I unclearly said, my hands were numb. And, as I didn’t say at all, my pencil went out of control.


And guess what? I found a way to duplicate overprotective Emily’s coats.


Then, I invented teleportation, and, after breakfast, everyone ran through the portal back to Los Angeles.


And I, “dumb” Katie Blake, saved Starry Sleepaway.




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