Reality Is Optional
Summer E-Zine
The Summer Time Stood Still
Missing Out on Activities Because of COVID by Margot Arndt
Today I'm going to be talking about missing activities . I can't go do stuff because there is a pandemic going around the world. It is called COVID-19 and it can make you really sick. I can't do swimming because when you go in the pool you're with other people who can spread bacteria. So instead we are doing outdoor workouts down in a field but it is really hot in BC so it's really hard to do it. I'm also missing out on violin lessons. I did it on Skype but it was hard because it was glitching. It's really really unfair that I can have to lose all these great opportunities but I know it's for the best. I'm also missing out on soccer because you can't steal the ball from another person without going near them and that would be ruining the purpose of physical distancing. I'm also starting a new school and it's going to be really really hard to meet my teachers because I won't be able to meet them in person. I mean there's a chance that I will, but it is really low. It's so unfair. I also missed out on some of the end of the year stuff I was graduating from grade 5 this year and there's a bunch of traditions we did, like going to Camp with all my grade 5 buddies, but we never got to do that. I also missed out on camps this summer it's really really sad. And I was going to go on a vacation to Alberta to visit my family because it was going to be my grandpa's 80th birthday this year, but that never happened. We were going to go to West Edmonton Mall. Those some of the activities I missed out on this year because of COVID-19.
Art from the AWCS Summer Online - Art Club!
Candyland Tales by Jack, Kieren, and Margot
Society is Addicting by Eli Smart and Kali Yeske
It was the day of my life
I made a bunch of money
It was the first time I could buy a hunting knife
and skin a bunny
On the stage I was singing
tryna get the message out
but as the crowd was cheering
my mic had a blackout
The food of Society is addicting
The taste of anarchy is bitter
And the world gives you up and downs
So all we can do is listen to music
I’m trying to find the best of time
I feel so lost
The concert got the best of me
But at what cost?
I couldn’t sing anymore
All I had were my drums
I couldn’t get an encore
I didn’t get a good outcome
The food of Society is addicting
The taste of anarchy is bitter
And the world gives you up and downs
So all we can do is listen to music
I made a bunch of money
It was the first time I could buy a hunting knife
and skin a bunny
On the stage I was singing
tryna get the message out
but as the crowd was cheering
my mic had a blackout
The food of Society is addicting
The taste of anarchy is bitter
And the world gives you up and downs
So all we can do is listen to music
I’m trying to find the best of time
I feel so lost
The concert got the best of me
But at what cost?
I couldn’t sing anymore
All I had were my drums
I couldn’t get an encore
I didn’t get a good outcome
The food of Society is addicting
The taste of anarchy is bitter
And the world gives you up and downs
So all we can do is listen to music
Yokai Story by Kieren Rennie
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My Yokai woke up and found himself at the bottom of the garbage can. He yelled “GET ME OUT OF HERE!” No one answered so he tried to get out. He discovered he that he couldn’t so he yelled “ROAR!” so loud that he popped right out. My Yokai decided that he wanted to run around and yell “NICE TO EAT YOU!” and that was the start of my Yokai.
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Yokai Story by Jack Warsaba
Bobby the tissue box yokai was thrown out before he became a yokai. When he became a yokai he wanted to scare his previous owners with his "terrifying" dance.
He would wiggle his arms and legs and say "Yes I am scary when I do my scary dance" He went to scare his owners but they thought he was just silly and laughed and laughed. That night they were wrapped in a tissue cocoon and couldn't get out for a full day. Yet Bobby is not scary and never will be.
He would wiggle his arms and legs and say "Yes I am scary when I do my scary dance" He went to scare his owners but they thought he was just silly and laughed and laughed. That night they were wrapped in a tissue cocoon and couldn't get out for a full day. Yet Bobby is not scary and never will be.
Are You Scared Yet by Kristina Lanuza
I have always been scared of the unexpected. Always. Today is not an exception, nor will tomorrow, or any other day, at that. I sat at the desk, typing away on my laptop, as per usual. The bright screen reflected in my sleep-deprived eyes, as per usual. The fan was running right next to me, blowing a light breeze into my face, as per usual.
Typing away at the keyboard, the clacking of keys filled the room. All of a sudden, everything went black. The screen. The lights. Everything, in an instant, surrounded by darkness. The breeze that once blew into my face started to fade away into a still air. Confused, I pressed a key. And then another. The sound of clacking keys filled the dark and empty space, until the screen lit up with a single colour.
Anxiety started to bubble up from the pits of my stomach as my fingers froze, staring in a shaken shock at the now lit-up screen that illuminated the rest of the pitch-black room. Then, a string of letters made themselves appear on the screen.
I mumbled each letter in my mind, slowly forming a sentence. A sentence that sent chills down my spine.
A R E Y O U S C A R E D ?
The air around me became degrees colder as the letters embedded themselves in my mind. My back, snug against my chair, suddenly felt exposed. I whipped my head around, looking for anything that could explain what’s happening, but I found my eyes trailing back to the same string of letters every time.
For just a moment, the lights flickered. A small moment of brightness before the dark. The chills got worse, and I was shivering at this point. Trying to find something, anything at all, I stared at the screen. That was when, slowly, more pixels started to make themselves known. One pixel. Then a few more.
Until they formed a pair of eyes, staring back at me from inside the screen.
A R E Y O U S C A R E D Y E T ?
Typing away at the keyboard, the clacking of keys filled the room. All of a sudden, everything went black. The screen. The lights. Everything, in an instant, surrounded by darkness. The breeze that once blew into my face started to fade away into a still air. Confused, I pressed a key. And then another. The sound of clacking keys filled the dark and empty space, until the screen lit up with a single colour.
Anxiety started to bubble up from the pits of my stomach as my fingers froze, staring in a shaken shock at the now lit-up screen that illuminated the rest of the pitch-black room. Then, a string of letters made themselves appear on the screen.
I mumbled each letter in my mind, slowly forming a sentence. A sentence that sent chills down my spine.
A R E Y O U S C A R E D ?
The air around me became degrees colder as the letters embedded themselves in my mind. My back, snug against my chair, suddenly felt exposed. I whipped my head around, looking for anything that could explain what’s happening, but I found my eyes trailing back to the same string of letters every time.
For just a moment, the lights flickered. A small moment of brightness before the dark. The chills got worse, and I was shivering at this point. Trying to find something, anything at all, I stared at the screen. That was when, slowly, more pixels started to make themselves known. One pixel. Then a few more.
Until they formed a pair of eyes, staring back at me from inside the screen.
A R E Y O U S C A R E D Y E T ?
Nerf Guns and Brothers by Kieren Rennie
My rant is about my brothers shooting Nerf guns at me and me having to go to my room.
Every single time I am sitting in the same room as my brothers when they are playing with Nerf guns they start shooting at me! I have to run for my life straight to my room! When I finally get there I have to slam the door right in there faces just to get away! Then they start poking me with figurines and then I have to go tell mom! I guess I kind of like it so I should not try and stop them.
Every single time I am sitting in the same room as my brothers when they are playing with Nerf guns they start shooting at me! I have to run for my life straight to my room! When I finally get there I have to slam the door right in there faces just to get away! Then they start poking me with figurines and then I have to go tell mom! I guess I kind of like it so I should not try and stop them.
Art from the AWCS Summer Online - Art Club!
Tea Shop
by Priya Migneault
If I ran a tea shop it would be the best tea shop in the tee square,
With teas on every aisle and mugs everywhere,
Black teas to left and loose leaf to the right,
You’ll always find a tea that’s just right,
Agave nectar and syrup sits at the bar,
Not far from the acoustic guitar,
The people who come in are acknowledged with care,
Which can’t be found everywhere,
The staff are trained to know herbal from green,
And caffeine free from black tea,
We know the perfect tea for your mood,
Which is sure to make you swoon,
Warm your soul next to our brew,
And we will tell you a story or two,
That even when you want a dream to come to pass,
You must reach at it with your whole being until it is within your grasp,
Like the tea shop for instances that doesn’t quite exist,
But I was able to take you there if only for an instant,
Reality is dawning and I must leave again,
But do wish to welcome you into the tea shop sometime again.
With teas on every aisle and mugs everywhere,
Black teas to left and loose leaf to the right,
You’ll always find a tea that’s just right,
Agave nectar and syrup sits at the bar,
Not far from the acoustic guitar,
The people who come in are acknowledged with care,
Which can’t be found everywhere,
The staff are trained to know herbal from green,
And caffeine free from black tea,
We know the perfect tea for your mood,
Which is sure to make you swoon,
Warm your soul next to our brew,
And we will tell you a story or two,
That even when you want a dream to come to pass,
You must reach at it with your whole being until it is within your grasp,
Like the tea shop for instances that doesn’t quite exist,
But I was able to take you there if only for an instant,
Reality is dawning and I must leave again,
But do wish to welcome you into the tea shop sometime again.
Robots Love Horses by Kieren Rennie
Two robots were fighting over a picture of a horse in snow. It was a palomino with a star on its forehead. They both wanted it. Suddenly the robots got a beep, it told them that the horse was on a sale! They quickly got ready and went to the sale. They got there just in time to buy the horse.
Stranger
A novel by Margot Arndt
Molly was reading in her bed one day when her phone buzzed. She picked it up, “unknown number” was what the contact said.
The text said “Hi what’s your name?”
Molly picked it up. “Molly” she wrote back.
It responded “Hi Molly, how old are you?”
Molly wrote "10."
It responded “Send me a picture of you”
Molly took one of her lying on her bed smiling. She sent the picture. Then wrote, “Send me a picture of you." She was curious what her new “friend” looked like. It took a while but finally a picture of a young boy her age popped up on screen. It did not look real, but that didn't matter to her. What she was thinking was “I'm making friends!!”
Then the boy asked, "Where do you live?"
Molly wrote, “Over Sandra's candy shop”
Then the boy said, "My name is Alex."
Alex wrote, “Do you want to come over to my house?”
Molly wrote, “Sure.”
Alex said, “My big brother will pick you up at 6:00 pm. Delete these messages and don't tell anyone about me.” Molly did what she was told. When it was 6:00 pm when a black car rolled into her driveway. She ran out to see a teenager in the front seat. "Where’s Alex?" Molly asked.
"Oh he’s at home waiting for you."
Molly sat in the back seat and they drove.
A couple months later
Molly’s family was huddled at Molly’s funeral. Her mom was making a speech about her. “And this is all that was found floating on the surface of the lake close to our house” Her mom said, holding up the very same toque she was wearing the day she went “missing.”
The End
This is not a true story. And seriously if someone messages you that you do not know and they are asking personal questions about you and/or are threatening you PLEASE speak to someone about it!!!
- Margot
The text said “Hi what’s your name?”
Molly picked it up. “Molly” she wrote back.
It responded “Hi Molly, how old are you?”
Molly wrote "10."
It responded “Send me a picture of you”
Molly took one of her lying on her bed smiling. She sent the picture. Then wrote, “Send me a picture of you." She was curious what her new “friend” looked like. It took a while but finally a picture of a young boy her age popped up on screen. It did not look real, but that didn't matter to her. What she was thinking was “I'm making friends!!”
Then the boy asked, "Where do you live?"
Molly wrote, “Over Sandra's candy shop”
Then the boy said, "My name is Alex."
Alex wrote, “Do you want to come over to my house?”
Molly wrote, “Sure.”
Alex said, “My big brother will pick you up at 6:00 pm. Delete these messages and don't tell anyone about me.” Molly did what she was told. When it was 6:00 pm when a black car rolled into her driveway. She ran out to see a teenager in the front seat. "Where’s Alex?" Molly asked.
"Oh he’s at home waiting for you."
Molly sat in the back seat and they drove.
A couple months later
Molly’s family was huddled at Molly’s funeral. Her mom was making a speech about her. “And this is all that was found floating on the surface of the lake close to our house” Her mom said, holding up the very same toque she was wearing the day she went “missing.”
The End
This is not a true story. And seriously if someone messages you that you do not know and they are asking personal questions about you and/or are threatening you PLEASE speak to someone about it!!!
- Margot
They'll Never Get Me by Eli Smart
I duck behind the corner. Escaping this place will be harder than I thought. My crimes haunt me, keep me in chains to this place. The warden will try to hunt me down. She can’t stop me - WAIT.
Footsteps.
They come down the hall, the pounding on the floor may be hidden by the sofa pitter patter and the “warmth” she provides, But they can’t fool me!
“Honey!”
The warden speaks! The audacity!!
“I’m not mad at you for breaking the plant! You can come out!”
TRICKS!! LIES!!! I will not be deceived by her!
“I have ice cream!!!”
…… “what kind?”
Footsteps.
They come down the hall, the pounding on the floor may be hidden by the sofa pitter patter and the “warmth” she provides, But they can’t fool me!
“Honey!”
The warden speaks! The audacity!!
“I’m not mad at you for breaking the plant! You can come out!”
TRICKS!! LIES!!! I will not be deceived by her!
“I have ice cream!!!”
…… “what kind?”
Theme Song to Tokyo Mecha Maid (RIO's original anime)
Then there are missionaries
In a big city
He wants to receive a salary
So he can go to cat food
He has completed Mekha Wars Swachh Lee!!!!
Payeev Payeev Payeev Payeev
That beautiful tea!!!
Pippi Station!!!!!!
Tokyo mecha maid!!!!
She was soaked in the toilet
Now this switch answer is perfect
He wore an angel robe
Delete! ! !
In a big city
He wants to receive a salary
So he can go to cat food
He has completed Mekha Wars Swachh Lee!!!!
Payeev Payeev Payeev Payeev
That beautiful tea!!!
Pippi Station!!!!!!
Tokyo mecha maid!!!!
She was soaked in the toilet
Now this switch answer is perfect
He wore an angel robe
Delete! ! !
The Plague Ridden Wastelands Characters
by R.I.W.O (Reality Is Woefully Obligatory)
Wasteland Eli
Appearance:
* ⁃ A Leather mask on the face, sunglasses that I almost never wear, Beanie on my head.
* ⁃ Tight Jeans and Tight tee shirt, hoodie around the waist in case cold.
* ⁃ Watch on arm and Bracelets on arm.
* ⁃ BACKPACK WITH, notebooks, recorder, camera, Memento’s/ teddy bears
* ⁃ Guitar in case he ever learns how to play
* ⁃ Big rash on skin (big rash)
Personality:
* ⁃ Is the type of guy to document his time in the apocalypse/ Make art on the way
* ⁃ Don’t leave him alone he baby and need friends he’s too young to be left alone
* ⁃ Is friendly, tries to be nice to you.
* ⁃ He can’t fight (again don’t leave him)
Emery
Nocturnal, he sleeps during the day and wanders the wastelands during the night. He usually goes from place to place, sneaking into people's abandoned homes to read their books and play their games. Rather than spend time in the plagued wasteland, he decides to immerse himself in the fiction and media of the previous generations.
Dresses in a long black cloak coloured red on the inside, with sleeves that are too long. Because he is incredibly thin from malnutrition, he wears an incredibly tight belt. Slung around the belt are various bottles of manufactured viruses and poisons he stole from war factories. Because of mutations, he gained polydactyly.
He tends to stay inside the houses he finds for a week or two, absorbing all the media before moving on to another neighborhood or city. He despises the rain and refuses to go outside in it.
Whenever he encounters danger, he utilizes his poisons and viruses to threaten his opponents, as well as stealing guns and bullets from the houses he invades when he discovers them.
He is afraid of people and refuses to talk to them, running away or hiding whenever people are there.
Appearance:
* ⁃ A Leather mask on the face, sunglasses that I almost never wear, Beanie on my head.
* ⁃ Tight Jeans and Tight tee shirt, hoodie around the waist in case cold.
* ⁃ Watch on arm and Bracelets on arm.
* ⁃ BACKPACK WITH, notebooks, recorder, camera, Memento’s/ teddy bears
* ⁃ Guitar in case he ever learns how to play
* ⁃ Big rash on skin (big rash)
Personality:
* ⁃ Is the type of guy to document his time in the apocalypse/ Make art on the way
* ⁃ Don’t leave him alone he baby and need friends he’s too young to be left alone
* ⁃ Is friendly, tries to be nice to you.
* ⁃ He can’t fight (again don’t leave him)
Emery
Nocturnal, he sleeps during the day and wanders the wastelands during the night. He usually goes from place to place, sneaking into people's abandoned homes to read their books and play their games. Rather than spend time in the plagued wasteland, he decides to immerse himself in the fiction and media of the previous generations.
Dresses in a long black cloak coloured red on the inside, with sleeves that are too long. Because he is incredibly thin from malnutrition, he wears an incredibly tight belt. Slung around the belt are various bottles of manufactured viruses and poisons he stole from war factories. Because of mutations, he gained polydactyly.
He tends to stay inside the houses he finds for a week or two, absorbing all the media before moving on to another neighborhood or city. He despises the rain and refuses to go outside in it.
Whenever he encounters danger, he utilizes his poisons and viruses to threaten his opponents, as well as stealing guns and bullets from the houses he invades when he discovers them.
He is afraid of people and refuses to talk to them, running away or hiding whenever people are there.
Bone Queen
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Worm King
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The Bloody Hand by Hariram Menon
Summer vacation, the freedom, the joy, the possibilities. You wake up on a beautiful Monday at ten and kissing goodbye to school for two months then you hear your mom yell, “Xavier get ready for boot camp”. “Wait, what boot camp, since when was I going to boot camp?” he asked in disbelief. “Since spring break, your father signed you up but he probably forgot to mention it to you,'' his mom replied. “I don't want to spend my summer vacation at a stinkin boot camp,'' Xavier angrily said. “Relax, it's only two weeks,” his mom stated. “Two weeks” Xavier was extremely infuriated. “Chop, chop, finish your breakfast, pack up and head into the car ,your dad will be here anytime now” his mom said. Xavier groaned and was extremely unhappy about the situation however he ate up, packed his stuff. As soon as his dad arrived he hopped in the car and they headed off. “Dad why didn't you tell me you were sending me to boot camp’ asked Xavier. I forget to tell you before but there are a couple reasons, he replied. “The two main reasons are because you're lazy. You just sit around and play video games for way too long” his dad stated. “I had plans with my friends. What do I tell them? Hey guys can't come over today because I’m in boot camp,'' he asked. Tell them the truth, at this point you're just in desperate need of discipline and it's only two weeks, he responded. Xavier sighed, much to his dismay. In about two hours they reached the camp. His to be lovely summer was shaping out to be a horrible nightmare. Xavier witnessed a bunch of people doing intense workouts like push ups, pullups, sprints with a sergeant strictly monitoring each one. Xavier and his father went to the registration desk where the camp official was waiting. “Hi, this is my son Xavier Martinez,'' his dad said. “Hey Xavier,” he said. “Hey” he replied. As soon as the camp official had ticked Xavier’s name off the sheet he was now in boot camp. “Later Xav, see you in two weeks and be good”. “Later Dad”, he replied. “Ok kid, head over to the mess hall and we’ll begin instructions there”, the camp official Ryan instructed. Xavier headed over to the mess hall and he joined his toon. To his surprise he saw two of his good friends in the hall Leo and Callum. Right before he could hop over to have a conversation with them the Captain Edward Warren whose hairline was a bit of a problem due to him not having his hat on, began giving out instructions for the youth. “Fellas, this is boot camp you're going to train harder than you've ever had, you’ll learn self control, discipline and most importantly you’ll learn to quit being lazy and manage your time wisely. Am I understood?” “ Yes Captain Ross”, the whole hall saluted back. “Alright now, guys who just joined get into uniforms and let’s begin”. Immediately Xavier, Leo and Callum hopped out of their toons and joined up. “What’s up Le, Cal didn't expect you guys here” said Xavier. “There goes my first two weeks, was just planning to chill, get on a couple games of valorant, play some soccer but here we are complained” Leo. “Fellas train, discipline, self control, you’ll probably find Waldo before your mad nastly hairline”, exclaimed Callum. Xav and Callum got a good laugh at that one Callum always cracked them up. “Anyway see you guys at dinner . We got to go now”, Xavier said. “Alright guys later “,Callum said. “See you, said'' Leo. The three boys headed to their tents, put on their uniforms and transitioned to their first session. “Alright guys, I’m group C lieutenant so listen up and let's head over to the field”. “You’ll begin your activities with the other groups tomorrow however for today you're gonna be doing short bursts of intense workouts consisting of things like sprints, pushups, pullups, lunges, crunches, etc” ordered Lieutenant Smith.
The toon headed to the field where they began their training. Pretty much everybody despised this but they had no choice. Meanwhile Captain Warren arrived, “guys, are you ready for boot camp”? “Yeah” everyone shouted with a lack of enthusiasm. “Where’s the energy”? he shouted. “Yeah” everyone shouted a little louder. “Hmph, I suppose that’ll do alright everyone begin” he ordered. The vigorous training began. First it began with fifty pushups, then ten pullups, then fifty sit ups, three sprints around the hundred yard field. This was probably the most dreadful experience of Xavier's life however he was a fit dude and managed. Dinner was at seven thirty, burgers and fries were on the menu and chocolate pudding was for dessert. Xavier ate up and it felt like the best meal of his life, thank god the food was actually good. After dinner the whole camp gathered around a fire and began sharing horrifying stories. Sergeant Larson was a very disciplined man however he did have a wild imagination and loved to terrify people with stories that appear to be very realistic. Sergeant Larson began his story. “You all know the story of the bloody hand, do you”? he asked. It was a dark and stormy night. It all started off with a boy named John Barret who snuck out of the camp after dinner and headed into the deep, dark woods right beside us. There was a sign in the woods saying the man who crosses this sign will no longer return home to dine. However due to John’s curiosity and ego he crossed the line. This is where he is no more. A pack of vicious werewolves had feasted on his body however all that was left of him was a bloody hand. A couple people were actually kind if freaked out and one person asked whether there were actually werewolves in these woods and Sergeant Larson replied with a yes. Alright everyone off to bed. The next morning everybody was instructed to wake up at exactly six am and began their training. They started the morning off with some quick sprints and a little bit of jogging, it wasn't bad and then they headed over to breakfast where they had bacon, eggs, toast. After thirty minutes everyone headed over to the field. Captain Warren headed over and made an announcement that they'll be having a fitness competition in an hour to start preparing”. All the toons got to work and began their training with Captain Warren strictly watching each one. However at that time Xavier, Callum and Leo were chatting and weren't paying attention to his instructions. Boys did you even hear a word about what I just said he yelled. Xavier , Callum and Leo looked absolutely stunned and couldn't help to respond. “Boys are you deaf or what?”,he shouted. “Sorry sir, can you repeat your instructions?”, Xavier asked. “Fellas, boot camp ain't the place to goof around. Do you understand?”, he instructed. “Yes sir”, Xavier replied. “You have one more chance to get into your groups and begin training” Captain said. “We have a fitness competition in an hour”. “Great,'' exclaimed Leo. Chill out were fine, said Callum. The three boys headed to their groups however they were so out of energy that they couldn't work out. “What the hell are you three guys doing? First you don't listen to my instructions then you waste my time. Done, all three of you are going to run sprints around the field the whole day”. “What about lunch, dinner?”Callum asked. “There’s no lunch nor dinner for the three of you”. This time he took it too far. Xavier stood up and yelled back at him “sir that’s too cruel, you can't do that”. “Are you disrespecting me?”, he asked. “I apologize sir but that’s not letting us have food for the rest of the day is overboard” said Xavier. “You shouldn't have been rude, lazy, my decision is firm”. He ordered the three of them to go back to the tents. The trio headed into the tent. “This is unfair6”,Xavier said. “Wish we were back home”. Suddenly an idea popped into Xavier’s head in order to have a little fun at boot camp. “Hey guys, ever think about heading into those woods”, he asked. “God no, remember what Larson told us,'' replied Callum. “I don’t think that's allowed”, said Leo although he was usually open for adventure. “Come on you wusses It'll be fun”. “I’m warning you Xav if something happens it's on you”, warned Callum. “Don't worry wimps, we’ll have some fun and get away from the Captain'' he replied. The trio headed into the woods after walking a couple steps they noticed wind gushing down their back, rumbling of leaves, uneven ground, and to their surprise multiple supernatural creatures. In the distance the trio witnessed multiple supernatural creatures such as typically gnarled, grotesque hordes of green goblins, fleshless, scaly, hideous ghouls, small pixies. Xavier, Callum, Leo were fascinated guys. “I think this is an enchanted forest”, said Leo. “Holy, did I just wake up from a coma”, exclaimed Callum. “Wow”, Xavier’s jaws dropped. He had never seen something as amazing as this in his life. The trio kept walking and they witnessed griffin’s, nibblet who were coincidentally completely harmless. They kept going until they saw a sign “Danger awaits. Don't trespass”, on the sign there was a symbol of a bloody hand. “Dude, that’s the bloody hand”, “I think we should get out of here now” said Leo. “Yeah I think we should head back”, suggested Callum. “Stop being wimps, you guys are really scared of that sign, I laugh in the face of danger”. “Xavier no,'' they said. But Xavier pulled both of them in and they trespassed the line. Soon they heard a chuckle ha ha ha, three werewolves had just popped out of their caves with their mouths watering. “What do you have here?, the alpha said. “Since when can werewolves talk”, said Leo. Xavier nudged him “shut it”.
“,Alright bye it's time to go”, Xavier said. “What’s the hurry, we’d love for you to stick around for dinner”. Then Xavier, Callum, Leo immediately made a run for it but it wasn't easy to outrace a pack of hungry werewolves. They were lucky that the werewolves stumbled on a vine which helped them. The trio ran and Leo asked did we lose them. “Think so” replied Xavier. In the blink of an eye twenty seconds later they were surrounded by the three werewolves and had nowhere to go. The alpha raised his claw and said, “rip boys”. Just then, in a flash Captain Warren,five of his sergeants and a couple of his men arrived at the scene armed with assault rifles, shotguns. The wolves immediately backed off. “Don't you guys ever come near any of these boys again”. The werewolves were greatly outnumbered. Warren commanded,“Get lost”, the wolves quickly sprinted back to their cave, on the ground Xavier saw a hand, it was red in colour to his surprise, it was the bloody hand. Xavier couldn't believe it, “so that story you told us yesterday Sergeant Larson was actually true” he asked. “Yes boys and the sad part is that boy was Captain’s Warren’s nephew”. “What?” all three looked in disbelief. “Yup, boys that’s my nephew it was a deep, dark secret that’s devastated me for years”. That’s why I said that the woods are off limits to everyone.
Xavier felt really guilty, due to his massive ego, pride he had put not only himself but his friends in danger. Callum, Leo, Captain Warren I’m really sorry I promise never to never let my pride, ego get the better of me. I appreciate your apology, said the Captain. At least we outraced those werewolves, said Leo. “Never face the same fate as my nephew and end up with a bloody hand,'' said Captain.
The toon headed to the field where they began their training. Pretty much everybody despised this but they had no choice. Meanwhile Captain Warren arrived, “guys, are you ready for boot camp”? “Yeah” everyone shouted with a lack of enthusiasm. “Where’s the energy”? he shouted. “Yeah” everyone shouted a little louder. “Hmph, I suppose that’ll do alright everyone begin” he ordered. The vigorous training began. First it began with fifty pushups, then ten pullups, then fifty sit ups, three sprints around the hundred yard field. This was probably the most dreadful experience of Xavier's life however he was a fit dude and managed. Dinner was at seven thirty, burgers and fries were on the menu and chocolate pudding was for dessert. Xavier ate up and it felt like the best meal of his life, thank god the food was actually good. After dinner the whole camp gathered around a fire and began sharing horrifying stories. Sergeant Larson was a very disciplined man however he did have a wild imagination and loved to terrify people with stories that appear to be very realistic. Sergeant Larson began his story. “You all know the story of the bloody hand, do you”? he asked. It was a dark and stormy night. It all started off with a boy named John Barret who snuck out of the camp after dinner and headed into the deep, dark woods right beside us. There was a sign in the woods saying the man who crosses this sign will no longer return home to dine. However due to John’s curiosity and ego he crossed the line. This is where he is no more. A pack of vicious werewolves had feasted on his body however all that was left of him was a bloody hand. A couple people were actually kind if freaked out and one person asked whether there were actually werewolves in these woods and Sergeant Larson replied with a yes. Alright everyone off to bed. The next morning everybody was instructed to wake up at exactly six am and began their training. They started the morning off with some quick sprints and a little bit of jogging, it wasn't bad and then they headed over to breakfast where they had bacon, eggs, toast. After thirty minutes everyone headed over to the field. Captain Warren headed over and made an announcement that they'll be having a fitness competition in an hour to start preparing”. All the toons got to work and began their training with Captain Warren strictly watching each one. However at that time Xavier, Callum and Leo were chatting and weren't paying attention to his instructions. Boys did you even hear a word about what I just said he yelled. Xavier , Callum and Leo looked absolutely stunned and couldn't help to respond. “Boys are you deaf or what?”,he shouted. “Sorry sir, can you repeat your instructions?”, Xavier asked. “Fellas, boot camp ain't the place to goof around. Do you understand?”, he instructed. “Yes sir”, Xavier replied. “You have one more chance to get into your groups and begin training” Captain said. “We have a fitness competition in an hour”. “Great,'' exclaimed Leo. Chill out were fine, said Callum. The three boys headed to their groups however they were so out of energy that they couldn't work out. “What the hell are you three guys doing? First you don't listen to my instructions then you waste my time. Done, all three of you are going to run sprints around the field the whole day”. “What about lunch, dinner?”Callum asked. “There’s no lunch nor dinner for the three of you”. This time he took it too far. Xavier stood up and yelled back at him “sir that’s too cruel, you can't do that”. “Are you disrespecting me?”, he asked. “I apologize sir but that’s not letting us have food for the rest of the day is overboard” said Xavier. “You shouldn't have been rude, lazy, my decision is firm”. He ordered the three of them to go back to the tents. The trio headed into the tent. “This is unfair6”,Xavier said. “Wish we were back home”. Suddenly an idea popped into Xavier’s head in order to have a little fun at boot camp. “Hey guys, ever think about heading into those woods”, he asked. “God no, remember what Larson told us,'' replied Callum. “I don’t think that's allowed”, said Leo although he was usually open for adventure. “Come on you wusses It'll be fun”. “I’m warning you Xav if something happens it's on you”, warned Callum. “Don't worry wimps, we’ll have some fun and get away from the Captain'' he replied. The trio headed into the woods after walking a couple steps they noticed wind gushing down their back, rumbling of leaves, uneven ground, and to their surprise multiple supernatural creatures. In the distance the trio witnessed multiple supernatural creatures such as typically gnarled, grotesque hordes of green goblins, fleshless, scaly, hideous ghouls, small pixies. Xavier, Callum, Leo were fascinated guys. “I think this is an enchanted forest”, said Leo. “Holy, did I just wake up from a coma”, exclaimed Callum. “Wow”, Xavier’s jaws dropped. He had never seen something as amazing as this in his life. The trio kept walking and they witnessed griffin’s, nibblet who were coincidentally completely harmless. They kept going until they saw a sign “Danger awaits. Don't trespass”, on the sign there was a symbol of a bloody hand. “Dude, that’s the bloody hand”, “I think we should get out of here now” said Leo. “Yeah I think we should head back”, suggested Callum. “Stop being wimps, you guys are really scared of that sign, I laugh in the face of danger”. “Xavier no,'' they said. But Xavier pulled both of them in and they trespassed the line. Soon they heard a chuckle ha ha ha, three werewolves had just popped out of their caves with their mouths watering. “What do you have here?, the alpha said. “Since when can werewolves talk”, said Leo. Xavier nudged him “shut it”.
“,Alright bye it's time to go”, Xavier said. “What’s the hurry, we’d love for you to stick around for dinner”. Then Xavier, Callum, Leo immediately made a run for it but it wasn't easy to outrace a pack of hungry werewolves. They were lucky that the werewolves stumbled on a vine which helped them. The trio ran and Leo asked did we lose them. “Think so” replied Xavier. In the blink of an eye twenty seconds later they were surrounded by the three werewolves and had nowhere to go. The alpha raised his claw and said, “rip boys”. Just then, in a flash Captain Warren,five of his sergeants and a couple of his men arrived at the scene armed with assault rifles, shotguns. The wolves immediately backed off. “Don't you guys ever come near any of these boys again”. The werewolves were greatly outnumbered. Warren commanded,“Get lost”, the wolves quickly sprinted back to their cave, on the ground Xavier saw a hand, it was red in colour to his surprise, it was the bloody hand. Xavier couldn't believe it, “so that story you told us yesterday Sergeant Larson was actually true” he asked. “Yes boys and the sad part is that boy was Captain’s Warren’s nephew”. “What?” all three looked in disbelief. “Yup, boys that’s my nephew it was a deep, dark secret that’s devastated me for years”. That’s why I said that the woods are off limits to everyone.
Xavier felt really guilty, due to his massive ego, pride he had put not only himself but his friends in danger. Callum, Leo, Captain Warren I’m really sorry I promise never to never let my pride, ego get the better of me. I appreciate your apology, said the Captain. At least we outraced those werewolves, said Leo. “Never face the same fate as my nephew and end up with a bloody hand,'' said Captain.