This summer I went to a camp called Camp Crockett. It was my first time. We stayed in cabins and played baseball and went hiking. I learned to swim even though the water was cold!
A kid in our cabin ran away. His name is Stavie. He asked me do you have a bus, and my dad’s car is a Volkswagen bus. He said a fire could happen, though I didn’t know why he said that.
Another day Stavie almost drowned in the lake. After that I didn’t see him anymore. I guess he left to go home.
On the way home from camp, our VW caught on fire on the highway. There was a big explosion from the gas tank and my Dad said to get back! All the cars stopped and the fire engines came to put out the fire. My Mom went to a house to call my Grandparents, and we took my Grandpa’s car home. When we finally got home, I didn’t feel too good.
I don’t know how Stavie knew about our fire. He was strange. The end.