Date: 4/22/2016
By blairboo
There were a bunch of kids who had been locked up, me being one of them. Then one night we escaped and for some reason had Mexican food with us. If you ate the Mexican food then that was a plain clue telling people that you escaped the prison. I couldn't help myself so I started eating it. Everyone kept telling me to stop but we still were caught. Luckily it was just my parents and grandparents who found us. But they hated me for some reason. A while latter I'm at this summer camp that is very strict and mean and I hate it. A friend and I went to what we thought was a party but ended up being the summer camp. they yelled a lot and then I woke up.