The Agonising Summer

By Beth

The petrified children stared at the horrendous building covered in thick, mouldy ivy. The windows were smashed and it looked like an ogre had plunged its fists through the red grimy roof.

“I don’t like this summer camp” whimpered Jimmy, “where are the blonde smiling children skipping through fields of daisies from the brochure?”

“Well, the person who designed this house has no style at all, I mean just look at it, it’s so loud!” chattered Jess.

“Sometimes it’s like she’s not really with us at all”, sighed Andrew.

They made their way up the green slimy steps. Suddenly a flash of lightning ripped its way through the dark sky. It was as bright as a car headlight on full beam. They felt scared and puzzled and there was a salty taste in the air. Also, it smelt like rotten cabbage. They could hear an owl hooting in the distance.

“The house is looking at us!” cried Jimmy, sucking his thumb anxiously.

“No it’s not, don’t be such a baby, I’m not scared and I’m the younger twin” smirked Andrew.

The door creaked open mysteriously.

“My name is Goth and I am your murderer, no sorry I mean servant,” Goth hissed with an agonizing smile. “May I burn your no! I mean may I take your bags?”

They looked around the dilapidated hall in terror. Suddenly there was a puff of smoke and Goth had gone and so had their bags…..

There were spooky portraits all over the walls and occasionally they thought they noticed a shadowy man slipping round dark corners. Even stranger, he looked suspiciously like he had a phone trained on the children, and was muttering into a microphone.

“I want to get back in the coach”, wailed Jimmy nearly biting his thumb off now. They turned around, grateful that someone else had given in first, but when they looked the coach was gone.

They woke up the next morning to a bright sunny day.

Fishing was their first activity so they followed the map in their packs to Witch’s Waterfall. As they approached the murky water they came across a man with eight tentacles. Suddenly he took his head off, said, “G’day!” and carried on walking.

Andrew couldn’t take any more, “Ahhhhh” he screamed, crumpling at the knees and slipping into the water and under the falls. Jess lunged forwards as if to grab him but before she could, she fainted in fear. It was up to Jimmy to save them. Just as he was about to wade in, knowing that he couldn’t swim, hundreds of men and women in tracksuits branded “Xtreme camps – make kids grow up fast”, swarmed down the bank. The shadowy man with the phone appeared, pointed it at the children and shouted, “That’s it, I’m shutting down the company. Parents paying thousands to force their kids to face their worst nightmares just to make them grow up faster. Pushy parents, I’ve had enough of them!”