“The air is growing heavy, damp, almost solid. I’m breathing bricks”, thinks my mom as she looks around franticly calling my name. In one hand she has a walkie talkie to communicate with my dad, and in the other she has her cell phone calling security. The day before we had driven to Grand Bend to go camping at Pinery. The next my cousin and I had woken up really early, so we decided to go for a walk around the campground. My cousin and I both love exploring and adventure and as we were walking…
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