Snippet #1575667

Pure Agony. That's the thought that repeated continuously in Will's head as he sat in the passenger seat of his father's pure black Mustang. His father was completely quiet as he drove, the radio was busted, and time was moving as slow as a turtle. Finally after hours of thick silence in that vehicle, Will's eyes saw a decent looking cabin surrounded by trees and was close to a lake.
"Looks appealing at least." Will whistled as he jumped out of the car and grabbed his duffle bag harshly with one hand. Then he gave a slight wave to his parents as they drove off, leaving him alone outside of the large stone and wooden cabin.
Quickly, he rushed to the door and opened it to hear some high pitched talking. "Hey, anyone home?"

When the cabin was in view, Kinsley jumped out of the beat up truck of her parent's and ran to the beautiful place she would be staying for awhile. She didn't bother waving to her parents but she heard the car wheels scrape against the rubble and heard the engine slowly die with distance. Kinsley snuck in through the back door as she saw a dark haired boy standing in front of the main door and a blond haired girl looking at a red piece of paper that was stuck to the fridge.
Curiously she looked around to not see any adults around, "Where's the counselors?" Kinsley's voice was quiet and soft but was loud enough to echo through the cabin. An embarrassed smile was placed over her lips as she saw the boy and the girl both turn to her.