ahh i got the idea to right a story with some intracite plot and such but, i got distracted ill try and work on it more but meh
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Justin clicked the red X up in the corner of his computer.
"Good-bye" replied the computer in its monotonous and automatic tone.
"And good-bye to you to too" said to the computer."God "thought Justin " a month without a link to the Internet, a month without my forum month with dreamviews." He cringed at the thought. Justin had been signed up, without his permission, to Uncle Johns Camp For Healthy Kids. A highly sophisticated summer recreational area for the adolescent's, or so the pamphlet said. and he was leaving tomorrow.
Now Justin wasn't an unhealthy kid but just because he spent a month inside without any direct sunlight or physical human socializing his mother decided he should "be" around real people.
As Justin got out of the computer chair he did Reality Check.
"It could still be a dream" he told himself as he pressed his forefinger to his palm "OHH please let this be a dream" and with a sigh he saw his finger still pressing on his palm, Justin was serious considering jumping out of a window to see if he could fly when his mother walked in.
"Now, Justin, you have an early Day tomorrow I want you to get a good nights sleep" She said not even looking at him
"But Mom i don't think this is fair I should of - " He was cut off
"No buts mister i want you to go brush your teeth and head to bed "
"Yes Mam " he replied as he walked away trying to ram his finger through his hand
That night he dreamed he was climbing a mountain with no summit
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"You know what Mom" a young man said with an English accent "I can level with you, camp might be fun but WHY do i have to go all the way America i mean there are tons of great camps right here in the UK"
"Kaniaz don't you try and get out of this now " The boys mother said" Besides we are already are the Airport and your plane leaves in 30 Minutes"
A shuttle rushed by them as they walked over to doors, It was filled with giggling Teenage girls all of which seem to have Americana accents. None of which seem to be lacking in ... Physical Development as it were. One of then Blew a Kiss at Kaniaz as he blushed in return
"maybe America wont be so bad at least they will have Oreos " he though to himself "but this is really going to set me back on Chat Spot" as he walked into the terminal
"Mom is there anything i can do to - " he started
"Nothing short of hiring a hitman " she said as she walk back to the car
A while later Kaniaz was somewhere over the Atlantic ocean when he fell asleep with a Highhikers guide to the universe book in his lap
He dreamt of a crossing a ocean during a strorm
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"Mary you are going to do this whether you like it or not" Said a very frustrated mother "You owe me from crashing my car "
"HA " shouted the girl stomping off to her room while yelling" I don't want to go any stupid Fucking camp, I have a job a life and people to talk to"
She slammed the door and stalked across her room kicking an empty coffee cup just out of spite. She sat down infront of her computer and heard her mother continue to do the busy work that there was always to do around her house. Mary got out from infonet of her computer and switched to her sewing machine, she switched it on and thought about how she would survive a month without coffee
"Its not right" she said to no one impaticular "I should of at least been given a Two Weeks notice and been able to notify work " and with that thought she rushed to the door and swung it open
"HA MOM I CANT GO TO CAMP! i have to tell work a week before i take off " she shouted into the house
"Already taken care of, Infact your boss said maybe there would be some work done without someone chatting on line all day " she replied
she slammed the door with no one caring and walked back over to the sewing machine and started hemming a faded denim shirt using a modle in her sewing book to base her progress on, she almost smiled when she thought about how the model looked like a transvestite, but only almost, Mary doesn't smile
that night she dreamed of getting through a jungle when snarling beast all around her
