Snippet #1853898

Peter stepped out of the car and looked behind him. “Bye Mom” He whispered, hoping that maybe she would change her mind at hearing that. He was talking.

Instead she just smiled sadly at him, “Bye Petey” She leaned over and shut the door, obviously he wasn’t going to.

He walked away from the car and into the camp. It was terrifying. Yet... according to his mom, this couldn’t be nearly as bad as high school. In high school people called him a fairy, a fruitcake, words that he didn’t even like to think about. Here he just had to worry about being killed! Yes, that was so much better.

As he stepped through the thresh hold, Pee froze. A small, horrified sound escaped his lips and he backed up. There was a dead person only a few feet away from him. And it was talking to what appeared to be a boy. A boy that actually looked a little like Pete himself. This boy was small and blond like him, but his hair was shorter and he looked more like a boy. Plus he looked part robot. ...But at least he was alive.