"Hurry Chayne , or your going to be late!" My mom yelled at the top of her lungs. It was almost time to go camping. Again. Why does she plan to ruin summer vacation? I thought, mentally sighing. This had to be the fifth time this month! For the fifth time, going to the outdoors, with no bars, and being eaten alive by mosquitos. This is going to be terrible, I thought, moaning inside my head. "I'm coming, jeez" I muttered, stomping down the stairs. This was going to be the worst two days of my life.

This is going to be a werewolf story, ill work on it more later, my computer is being testy.