Cabin Friends
The Mystery of the Ca mp Candle Lake Le tters
Timothy DeBernardi
Cabin Friends
The Mystery of the Camp Candle Lake Letters
Copyright 2016 Timothy DeBernardi.
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CONTENTS
For my daughter, who inspires me every day to be the best version of me I can be. She appreciates respect and honesty, with f aith.
CHAPTER I
The pre-camp rituals
Izzie looked out the window of her mothers small caf. Her long curly brown hair pressed against the glass as it warmed in the sun. Her mother worked quickly in the back of the caf so that they could get on their way to catch the bus for Camp Candle Lake. This was going to be Izzies first time going to Camp Candle Lake. Looking down from the window, Izzie saw the camp checklist on her table and was quickly reminded of the school study checklists she would make. She was easily the smartest kid in her classschoolprobably the country. Her school participates in the annual Academic Olympics which has five events. She won Mathletes and received a first place ribbon. Izzie went on to win four more first place ribbons that day. She was really smart. She was really funny. And, she was really caring. She didnt know Lillian, Allie, and Joe. All she knew was what was written on the letter she received from the camp. It stated that she was assigned to Cabin 29 and listed the first names of the other campers in her cabin. Soon, Camp Candle Lake would thrust the four girls into the same cabin and a world of adventure that none of them ever expected to share.
Lillian faced out the window of her parents minivan. Her long blond hair pressed against the glass as it warmed in the sun. Her parents quietly talked about parental things in the front of the minivan while her little brother played video games on his DS. This was going to be Lillians third time going to Camp Candle Lake. Putting her head down from the window, Lillian touched the bruise on her knee. It happened at the June school track meet. She won easily, but was accidently tripped by another student on her way to get her ribbon. She had fallen to the ground and skinned her knee and elbow. Even with a badly scraped knee, Lillian went on to win four more first place ribbons that day. She was really fast. She was really strong. And, she was a natural leader. Lillian and Allie were the best of friends at camp and shared Cabin 29 last year, with Joe and Alex. All of those girls would be life-long friends of Lillian, but clearly Allie and Lillian shared the special bond that best friends share. They were constantly on each others arm and relied on each other all the time.
Allie looked out the window of her moms little car. Her long red hair pressed against the glass as it warmed in the sun. Her mom quietly listened about parental things on the radio in the front of the little car, while her little sister played video games on her DS. This was going to be Allies third time going to Camp Candle Lake. Looking down from the window, Allie looked at her new shoes, smiled and moved her feet to allow the sun to catch the sparkles on them. She got them on a shopping trip in June. When she has a good report card, her mother rewards her with a shopping excursion. Allie went on to buy four more pairs of shoes that day. She was a really good shopper. She was really fashionable. And, she was really generous. Allie recently sent Lillian a voice message telling her how much she was looking forward to seeing her at camp. Joe and Lillian would be life-long friends of Allie, but clearly Allie and Lillian shared the special bond that best friends share.
Joe looked out the window of her grandfathers pickup truck. Her short black hair pressed against the glass as it warmed in the sun. Her older brother and grandfather quietly talked about sports things in the front of the pickup, while her other older brother played video games on his DS. This was going to be Joes third time going to Camp Candle Lake. Looking down from the window, Joe looked at her pants where there was a grease stain on her knee which happened while she was on a take-your-child-to-work day in June. She went to her granddaddys garage, and spilled some oil on her clothes by accident while she was reaching for a wrench to fix a car. Even with a stain on the knee of her pants, Joe went on to fix four more cars that day. She was really good at fixing things. She was really tough. And, she was really sweet (on the inside). Alex, Joes closest friend at camp, was not returning this year. Someone new would be taking Alexs bunk. Joe received a letter from Camp Candle Lake that Allie and Lillian were both returning, along with a new girl Izzie, to be in Cabin 29 with her. Allie and Lillian would be life-long friends of Joe, but clearly Allie and Lillian shared the special bond that best friends share. Joe sighed and continued looking out the window with a look of uneasiness about her. It was definitely not the traditional look that a tween should have when leaving for an awesome camp experience.
The boys were busy getting ready too. Lucas said goodbye to his mother and father as he got on his bike and headed for Camp Candle Lake. Lucas lived only a few minutes away from the camp so it was easy to ride his bike there. Lucas must have told his mother a hundred times that morning about how excited he was about everything in camp especially about seeing his best friend Eliot. This was going to be Lucas fourth time at Camp Candle Lake. His helmet was loose and that prompted a stern warning from his mother, who always watched him ride off to camp. Lucas was athletic, funny, and had a very infectious laugh.
Eliot, on the other hand, was a total computer nut. He gave his mom grief about going to camp because it meant leaving his screen devices behind. This year, however, he had a plan. His new tablet would easily fit in the inside pouch of his suitcase. This would go unnoticed by his mom who packed everything, even his underwear. The charger would present a greater challenge for Eliot. This would have to be smuggled in the middle of a pair of his socks. He chose the wool socks, warm and practical for camp, but large enough to hide the bulky plug and cord. It worked and Eliot smiled as if he couldnt wait to show Lucas all the new games he found online.
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