Unhappy Campers Novels & Stories

It’s as if she knows that I suspect who she is and ensures that I never can confirm it. At the edge of the camp, Bjorn is settling yet another fight between the men. There is only so much raiding and trading that men like us can do. The whores and women have been plenty and willing. But the men need more than what is laid out before us. They need their mates and offspring. When we first arrived, the men with us were restless and wanted to raid. Now they are restless and want to go home. Bjorn won’t tell them why we aren’t going home.

I grabbed a cart and started navigating the aisles. I put in my earbuds. There was a new voice note from Orhan. I hit play as I walked. I’d texted him earlier, asking how camp was and confirming he’d be back for the weekend so we could go visit Mom in Elmhurst. His voice, which had deepened significantly over the past year, came through, flat and bored. “The camp is a monument to mediocrity. It’s giving me a headache. These people have ‘natural aptitude’ but no cognitive framewor, they just kick the ball. It’s depressing. And yes, I will be back for the weekend. Maya informed me that Asher will be in Elmhurst as well. So the trip has a secondary objective.”

Might want to call the cops. "Honey, who are you texting?" Chester snarled, his face twisted into something dark and chilling by the phone's glow. This whole new life spiel was nothing but a con. I was trapped in a real-life Truman Show. I lashed out with a fierce kick at Chester. He screamed in agony, doubling over, his face a mask of pain. "Chester!"

It was a time of simple joys, where life was carefree and blissful. Although Celeste and Jeremy were unable to have the conversation, being with family was equally gratifying. As they spent time together, the atmosphere was relaxed and jovial, and Jeremy's initial disappointment quickly faded away. His face lit up with a beaming smile, radiating warmth and contentment.

He also did not want to be arranged to marry someone whom he did not know like what Everette and I experienced. Next to me was Felicity, the seventh and youngest of the family. Angelica, the fourth child, was silently eating her food as if she did not want anyone to notice her. Among the seventh, she was the one who was an introvert and would always stay in her room as necessary. She rarely joins this gathering. Next to her was Hope, the fifth who was also the rebel. She was the most outspoken when it came to disagreeing with Mom. Aside from Lyndon, she was giving Mom a headache. Next to her was Penelope, the sixth child who was with her two-year-old son Jacob. She was a single mother who w

"I just woke up from a nap. What are you doing?" "No gym today?" "No. I fell asleep." "Are you alright?" "Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" "You're a creature of habit, Kelly. When you're at home, you follow your schedule religiously. Are you sure you're okay?" I laugh lightly into the line and sigh. "Yeah, I just fell asleep. I'm fine." "If you say so. So...are you going to tell me why you were upset earlier?" "I just hate Thanksgiving since my parents died. It's not...I don't enjoy it."

"Hey! Are you all sleeping?" Mr Alberty, the Art teacher from Merganzel public school and the one among the two teachers in charge of our camp asks through the microphone, making everyone stir in their seats. "C'mon, wake up all of you. We'll be at Hondbill National Park in five minutes. Hey there! Wake the one sleeping beside you." There was nobody beside me. Adonis was still in the back with the dudes. "Guys, before we reach there, I'd like to give you a few quick instructions although I'm sure you've been instructed enough from your schools," Mr Alberty clears his throat when everyone finally stirs awake.

"But I have to say, after I refused, Quincy’s service attitude changed completely. Woke up this morning and she was gone." Aaron laughed and cursed, "No surprise there! Those camping girls may charge three thousand a day, but their real money comes from fooling men into buying memberships." "Speaking of which, you’ve been spending big lately, haven’t you? I heard membership starts at thirty thousand. You must have topped up a lot," I probed, eyeing him. "Won the lottery," Aaron replied with a laugh, then fell silent. "Yeah, right," I scoffed, knowing full well how rigged those were, but I let it go.

I think I also need a shower. "Hannah and I are gonna take the children for the movie. I expect an explanation later." Julya said and left with the kids. I went to my room to get cleaned. Most of the camp coordinators were by the fire, talking, laughing and roasting smores. Few were watching the movie with the kids. The IT dept. was also with the kids in case of an emergency, which meant I couldn't hang out with Nick, Julya or Jason. I looked around the campfire, I spotted Scarlet, Kayla, the girl with the purple hair and the rest of their clique. Experience has taught me its best to avoid them. I didn't know the rest of the coordinators, so this meant I was on my own, I guess I should be u

Camelia said, standing in front of Cameron and I “The camps and I never get along,” I said as we continued our way "Really, why is this?" Cameron asked I stuttered a little as I recalled my disgusting memories of the camp, when I was ten years old, the room I slept in was burnt down by idiots, and when I was twelve I was standing on a cliff and I fell from a height of 15 meters and it was the curse that pushed me, and you don't even wonder how I am on Alive now because I can't tell you, my God I hate camps so much.... 14