Friday the 13th Story

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#63060073Saturday, February 18, 2012 7:09 PM GMT

Suddenly, his phone rang. He picked it up. "Hello? Oh hi, Angela. What is it you're calling for?" The sliding glass door in his dining room was left unlocked. "Oh really? Well, I guess so." A gloved hand pushed the door open. "Yes, this is their first day. They've been doing fine." Two rotted feet covered by wet and rotting dark shoes stepped through the dining room, leaving muddy footprints. "They're going to clean up the cabins tomorrow." The feet stepped into the living room. "Okay, bye Angela," Finished Mr. Snow, and he hung up. He turned around. A tall figure was standing in his living room. "HEY!!!" He shouted. He started running toward it, when it threw a machete at him. It hit him in the torso. He screamed in pain as he careened backward and fell out of the huge glass window. The window shattered into thousands of pieces. Mr. Snow tumbled down the hills until he was at the shore of the lake.

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#63060511Saturday, February 18, 2012 7:17 PM GMT

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#63457868Sunday, February 26, 2012 3:30 AM GMT

The three left were still in the counselor's cabin. "I might camp out tonight," said Brian, holding a bag of camping supplies. "Camp out where?" Paula asked. "Anywhere, duh," Brian replied. "There are woods everywhere." "Sorry, but I don't sleep outside anywhere that doesn't have a post with trail maps at the entrance," said Casey. "Suit yourself," Brian said, and started out the door. Suddenly, the campsite went dark. "What was that?" Paula said, suddenly jumping up. "Relax, we just blew a fuse," said Brian. "We can go check the fuse box." All of them left the cabin and went on their way to the fuse box. Brian carried his camping supply bag. "I can barely see." "Neither can we, now shut up." "Oh wow." "Hehe." Suddenly, the lights turned on. They were in front of the abandoned cabin 3. Casey screamed. The dim golden lights were on inside. One of the windows had been broken. Josh's cut-up body was laying out of it. "AHHH!" "Is that real?" "YES IT'S REAL, HAVEN'T YOU EVER SEEN A REAL DEAD BODY BEFORE?" "Actually, no." "Oh." "I've seen them in horror movies though." "Really?" "Yeah, they're not that bad." "What's your favorite one?" "ARE YOU GUYS ACTUALLY TALKING ABOUT THIS RIGHT NOW?!" Jason stepped out from the trees. "HURRY! FOLLOW ME!" Yelled Casey. She led the three of them down the wooden path to the lake. "GET IN A CANOE!" They found a red one. Mr. Snow's body was laying in it. "OTHER ONE!" "THERE ARE NO MORE!" "TAKE THE SAILBOAT!" The sailboat was just a tad bit larger than the canoe. It had one small sail, and a wheel. They were looking to navigate away from the site.

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#63471370Sunday, February 26, 2012 10:41 AM GMT

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#63503943Sunday, February 26, 2012 10:30 PM GMT

They were in the middle of the hill-surrounded lake. "Anything in there we could use?" Asked Paula, pointing at a small compartment next to the wheel. "Let's see..." said Brian opening it. "We have a couple life jackets, dry food, a first-aid kit, ooh, a gun!" He took out a very little handgun. It wasn't much, but it would do. Suddenly, Jason came up from under the water! He climbed onto the small sailboat. Brian shot him 4 times with the handgun. It hardly affected Jason at all. They all ran to the front of the boat. Jason slowly followed. Brian was still holding his tent supply bag. He unzipped it, and took out a 2-foot metal tent spike. He rammed it into Jason's shoulder. Casey screamed at the site. Jason fell over the side railing, and into the lake. "I think that did it," said Brian, tossing the tent spike down to the deck. "Hey, hey!" said Paula, pointing ahead. "We're heading for some rocks." "Oh, right," said Brian, turning the wheel. A large splash of water erupted from the lake as Jason came up yet again. His mask was off. You could see his wet, disfigured, rotting face. He grabbed Casey's legs and pulled her over. "AHHHHH!" "GET HIM" "WHERE'S THE SPIKE?!" "IT'S RIGHT THERE!" To make things worse, the boat collided with the rocks. It's hull began to break apart. The boat tipped to the side, tossing the rest of it's passengers overboard. Jason let go of Casey's leg, and disappeared under water. "Where is he?" He came up and shoved Casey under the water. Brian found the metal post, floating on top of the wreckage, and rammed it through Jason's back. Jason let go of his grasp. He slid underwater, dead.

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#63504282Sunday, February 26, 2012 10:35 PM GMT

Ambulances and police cars were all over the camp site, carrying stretchers and evidence bags. Casey woke up. She was being rolled on a stretcher. She saw the lake, the wrecked boat still floating at the surface. "Where are they?" She said. "Are they all dead?!" "Most of them are," replied the paramedic. "We pulled you out of the lake. We thought you were dead too. The other two volunteers are alive, Brian Holt and Paula Stevens." Casey was loaded into the ambulance. The double doors closed, and it drove off, away from the camp.