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Camp Pranks
Last week I went on a scoutcapout, but it wasn't what we thought it would be. On ourfirst night there somebody came and destroyed our campsite. They trip-wired our tent, hid our food, water, and shoes, then woke us up by screaming like wild bansees before leaving the camp. Nobody knew who it was, and the next morning one of our leaders was blaming one of the other scouts. Another leader walked over to him, whispered something and walked the other way. The leader immediately apologized, leading us to believe that someone off-site caused all the trouble. We found out who it was when one of the leaders caught them trying to sneak back into the camp, and had to take them home. We saw that there had been two girls, I knew who one was, but nobody saw what the second one looked like. I was determined to get to the bottom of this, find out who the other girl was, and find a way to get revenge. We were at a party when I saw her. "Why would you destroy our camp?" I asked as she walked up to me. "Why do you think it was me?" I glared at her. "Everyone knows it was you." I stopped talking as her friend walked up beside her. "Why would I destroy the camp? What fun would that be?" her friend giggled. I couldn't stand to talk to her, she caused so much trouble during our campout and she knew it. I knew she was acting innocent, but I knew it was her. "Was it just you?" She looked straight at me. "No, I wasn't alone. Why do you want to know?" I could tell she wasn't lying, and I needed to know who the other girl was. "Who would go with you to a campout at 6 o'clock in the morning and destroy the whole camp?" Her friend laughed and pointed to herself. "Oh, I should have known," I scowled. They were both laughing now. "Fine, laugh, but you won't be laughing for long, we will get you back." She smiled, "Sure you will," she paused, "And just how are you going to do that?" They walked away laughing. I couldn't stand them. Why would they do that? I started working up a plan. Those two would not get away with this, but what could we do? I knew they thought that I'm not going to do anything, but they're wrong. I don't care if they're girls, they are going to get it. I went home that night and thought over my plans, and then it came to me, the best plan ever. I went early the next day to tell my leaders the brilliant plan, they thought it was a grea idea. We were going to ask them to come to our next campout, then we would attack their little campsite. My leaders went to invite them to come, and they accepted the invitation. Those girls won't know what hit them.

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