Friday, November 22, 2013

Camp Sparrow


On a nice beautiful bright sunny day, John, Jack and John and Jacks sister June decided to go camping for christmas. John was reading this outdoor magazine, it said Top ten holiday park, camp Sparrow, has a safe and fun beach, the local shops and obvcause a camp site. He sent a text out to Jack and June saying, I found a holliday park we can go to, check it out its called camp Sparrow. They all met up at John’s house with their gear packed and loaded onto the truck. Off they went with excitement.



They knew they weren’t far from the camp but didn’t know what road it was on. They all saw a big arrow about 50 meters down the road saying camp Sparrow take a right up the big hill. Chuga Chuga Chuga, their old rusty but buty truck went up the steep hill. “Yaaaaaaah” they all yelled, “We're finally here”. They set up their tents and made themselves at home. When they were finished they went to the beach and played volley-ball. “Ouch” June shouted as she touched the black burning hot sand. SMACK!!! as the ball rebounded of Jack’s hand and into the bush. Jack ran to go get the ball and heard someone or something whispering to him, he quickly looked up nervously and scanned the surface but no one was there. He ran back and quickly told the crew.



They were all worried and couldn’t get to sleep so they went for a look. They searched the bush up and down and didn’t see any sign of anything. They wondered if the reception had seen or heard anything but they hadn't. So they went out to town and checked if anything was strange but still no sign of anything.



It was time to go home after a long day until they saw their cousin’s car outside of a shop in town. They wondered if it was so they went into the store. They saw a man who looked like him hiding by they shelves where it said traps. So Jack went left and John went Right. It was him. He said “so you found me aye, I was spying on you because I wanted to come but you didn’t ask me.


1 comment:

Mr. Hutchings said...

Hey Dillon, oooh that story got spooky fast :) I would be concerned if I heard something I couldnt see whispering from the bushes.

What would you do if you found your cousin spying on you in the bush? Perhaps a good time for midnight roasted marshmallows?