Sam's a normal girl with normal situations. Harvard bound, she does some community service at a summer camp. She meets a disabled boy and ends up saving him, and everyone else for that matter, from a deadly situation.

Chapter one- (Hopefully) Harvard Bound


           I woke up and rolled out of bed. “I hate mornings.” I groaned. “I know, I know, now come on lets get breakfast.” replied my roommate Ginger. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a teal Areopastel tee. I realized that in some point of the night my midnight blue nail polish came off. I’d have to redo my nails later.

           I poured some crispy cornflakes into a checkerboard bowl. “Milk?” Ginger asked cheerfully. “Alright.” I nodded as I looked around our tan Italian style kitchen. I still can’t believe Ginger talked the salesman down to eight hundred dollars and free shipping! “How can you be so cheery in the morning?” Ginger poured the creamy white milk into the bowl. “Oh I don’t know, just a morning person I suppose. S o what are you doing today?”

“I have to collect community service hours to get into Harvard. I just need a few more, so I’m working at a community summer camp. It’s called Camp Sunshine. Well I guess I should go it’s seven o’clock.”

“All right Sam, see you when you get back. When’s that? A week right?”

“Yep a week! Goodbye Ginger!” After I loaded my black luggage into my yellow Voxwagon bug, I drove off. “Hmmm.....It’s a left and then a, oh okay.” I thought trying to figure out my oh so detailed directions written on a dunkin dounts napkin. As I drove through the camp’s wooden arches I got my fist glimpse of the camp. It was beautiful. The camp was surrounded by trees and a lake. The lakes sparking water gleamed in the morning. When I got out of the car, a woman with short blonde hair handed me a clipboard. “Your bus is the A bus, so make sure everyone is here take them to their cabins and help unload luggage. Okay?” Man she talks fast! I thought. “Umm...Sure?” The woman speed walked to the next car as I looked over organized clipboard. After the buses came I began Attendance.” Jack, Alice, Thomas, Jamie, Leo, Raymond, Harold, Lisa, Stefanie, Alyssa and David.” After each name a tiny voice yelled out here. “Okay, I’m Samantha; you can all call me Sam. I’ll be your counselor. Find your cabins please. Okay, in a line boys and girls. Anyone need any help?”

“Umm...Sam? I can’t carry my things. I looked over at a shy young boy with carrot red hair, glasses and a dark blue wheelchair. “Sure. I’ll take this and you can put this on your lap. Okay?”

“Sure.” David said pushing his glasses farther up his nose. His cabin was made out of dirt brown logs and bug net window. The wheelchair ramp leading to it was a harsh concrete. He shrugged as he went up the ramp and entered the cabin. “Huh.”


“This isn’t as bad as I thought it was. It’s actually pretty nice in here.” I laughed and replied, “What did you think it’d be?”

“Oh I don’t know I can’t believe my foster parents are making me come here. They think I need more friends.”

“Oh your parents are......”I tailed off. David pulled his suit case onto his bed and replied,“It’s fine. They died in a car crash. I was with them.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“I barely remember them anyways. Would you help me unpack?”

“Sure.” David and I talked all the way until lunch while we unpacked his big brown suitcase. We talked about friends, family, and our futures. “BEEP!” The loudspeaker came on. “Attention campers! Welcome to Camp Sunshine! Come on down to the flag pole so we can tell you all about our camp’s activities! BEEP!”

Chapter two: Lost


          I was running. A dark black bear was after me. I was all alone. Then, I tripped over what seemed like nothing. The bear loomed over me. I couldn’t move at all. I awoke in a frightened daze. “Just a dream.” I said out loud, though I was alone in my cabin. I stood up and touched my face. “Only a dream.” I repeated. I was sweating hard and my thought was desert dry. I turned on my lamp with an eagle carved into the base. I walked over to the mess hall in the pitch black darkness. I pushed on the door. “Locked.” I muttered. When I turned around I bumped into a cold hard metal. I held my breath. “Sam?” I released my breath. It was just David and his wheelchair. Calm down! I thought to myself. “David you scared me! What are you doing out so late?” I ask as I begin to wheel him back towards his cabin. “My bunkmates kicked me out of my cabin. They said that I snored, but that’s weird ‘cause I’ve never snored before. Anyways, I went for a drink. How about you?”

“A little nightmare is all.” I found myself wheeling David to my cabin. “Hey David, would you like to hang out in my cabin? The kids in your cabin might not let you in, or they might kick you out later. That reminds me, I’m going to talk to them and their parents later.”

“Thanks, but no. They other kids always find something to make fun of me, and I think telling them I was hanging out in a girls cabin at this time is like giving them a loaded gun. You know? I don’t feel like sleeping though. Let’s go for a walk!”

“I don’t know, its pretty late David.” I say as I wheel him across the dark gray gravel. “Please?”

“Oh okay. Hold on I’m going to get a flashlight.”

“And extra batteries!”  David piped in.

“AND extra batteries.”  I replied as we reached my cabin.  I ran inside and grabbed my orange, heavy duty flashlight and batteries.  I shoved the batteries into my pajama pants pocket.

“Let’s go!”

After a while of walking we came across a small hill.

“It’s so beautiful here.  Quiet too.”

“Yea.  Oh no my wheelchair is stuck!”

“It’s fine, I’ll fix it.”  As I bend down and dislodged a stick from David’s wheels, I thought about how much I enjoyed David’s company.  Maybe I could – my thoughts were interrupted by a yell.

“Sam!”  I realized that after taking out the stick from David’s wheels, his chair began to roll down the hill. 

“David!”  I cried as David’s wheelchair flew over a log.  He fell out of his chair and rolled down the rest of the hill into a nearby patch of forest. 

“Oh no! David!”  I screamed as I ran to him.

“I’m okay, I’m okay.  Umm...  Wait a second... Sam...Where exactly are we?”

“Oh that’s easy...we’re...see it’ is...”  I cupped my hands over my face.  “David, we are lost!”  I took a deep breath and looked at my watch.  It glowed little black numbers: 5:43 a.m.

“Okay, we sleep here and figure out things in the morning.  They’ll know something’s wrong when we don’t show up for roll call.”

“Okay Sam...Goodnight.”

“Night David.”  I replied as I pushed together some leaves for David’s bed. 

            The next morning my back ached and dirt was glued to my cheek.  I groaned. 

“Are you okay Sam?”

“Yeah I’m fine, just sore is all.”

“Me too.  What now?”  David asked nervously.  My watch reads 7:45.

“Roll call was 25 minutes ago, so the kids will be in lockdown in the Mess Hall.  There are about ten adults and one will be watching the kids.  The other nine will probably be spread out...Hello??  Is anyone there?”  I called out, but there was no response except for my echoing voice.  I gulped. 

“Sam?  We’re going to be okay...right?”

“Yeah, of course.  Let’s walk back the way we came...Your wheelchair was there, so we go that way.”  I say calmly.

“Yeah, you’re right, let’s go.”  David replied shakily.  After a good hour of walking, I saw no familiar places.  Tears leaked out of my eyes as I tried to be strong for David. 

“Maybe we should try going down another path.”  I was interrupted by a faint yell.

“Sam-m!!  David-d-d-d!  Sam-m-m!”

“Help!  Help!”  I yelled back as loud as I could but I saw no human figures behind the trees all around us.  Someone called back. 

“I can hear you!”  I pushed David towards the voice.  I saw a search group made up of Ginger, another counselor and an unknown man.

“Paul?”  David asked questioning.  “My foster dad.”  David whispered to me.  Paul embraced David. 

“I...I thought I’d lose you for sure!”

“Great attitude!”  David replied jokingly.  Ginger hugged me.

“Oh my gosh!  I was worried sick!  What in the world made this happen?!!”

I went onto explain about the nightmare and David getting kicked out of his cabin.  The boys from David’s cabin were kicked out of the camp and David got the cabin to himself, which made him happy.  When we got back to camp, David joined the craft of making optical illusions and I went back to counseling.  I walked over to an empty table when I heard two boys talking to David.  “Hey, how’d you get lost David?  Did you lose your glasses?”

“Ha, ha, ha!” Everyone around David laughed.  I walked over.  “Hey kids, there is no bullying here at Camp Sunshine!”

“Fine, fine.”  When I walked away towards my tiny cabin I heard the two boys talking again. 

“David’s mom came to the rescue again!”

“Yep.  What a momma’s boy.  And he doesn’t have a mom!”  I held my teeth.  I didn’t want David to be made fun of more.  There was laughing behind me.  I sped up and headed back over to my cabin.  Tomorrow was going to be a big day.  I had a plan.  I whipped out my bedazzled cell phone and called Ginger.



“I need you to get something for me.”




 Chapter three:  What have I done?


A lava red Honda pulled up.  I jogged over.  The tinted window rolled down.  Gingers face appeared.  Her brown hair frizzed in the humidity.

“I cannot believe you bought this” she said laughing.  Her car door opened and she stepped out.  Typical Ginger.  She was wearing a pair of sweat pants and an old gray t-shirt.

“Did you go out like that?”  I asked, laughing too.

“Yes.  Yes I did.”  Ginger put her hands on her hips.  She raised an eyebrow.  “You got a problem with that?” she replied pretending to be angry.

“No Ma’am.  Now where is it?  The trunk? 

“Yep.  Come on!”  What do six year olds love doing even more than bugs, climbing trees and camp?  One answer.  Remote control cars!  I pulled out the blue box from the trunk.  The bold letters proudly displayed the words “Heavy duty super strong remote control outdoor car.”  Ginger picked up the other box.

“Hey David!”  David wheeled himself over to us. “Yeah?”

“Look what in the mail!  Yeah the mail, your uh-h foster parents sent them.”  David read the box and smiled. 

“Nope.  There’s no stamp.  Thanks Sam. How come you got me two?” David replied. “I got one for you and one for anyone else who wants to play.” David smiled and called out “Hey guys!  Look what I got!”  The other boys ran over.  “Awesome!”  They all cried.  Before I knew it, David, was the most popular boy in camp!  My plan worked!  Even if the boys were only friends with David for his toy cars, I’m sure David’s wonderful personality would win them all over. 

            I was wrong.  I was so, so, so, SO, very wrong.  Today during lunch, David’s remote control cars were stolen.  Now nobody even gives David a passing glance.  I knew I had to get the cars back.  I walked over to where David’s cars were last seen.  The area was next to David’s cabin, so there were no shoe markers, just lines from his wheelchair.  No wait... Those weren’t wheelchair marks!  They’re too thin and too close together to be a wheelchair mark!  The boys who stole the cars drove them away!  I followed the tracks to a nearby clearing.  Two campers with black hair were racing each other.  “I’m gonna win!”

“No, I’m gonna win!”  I stepped a little bit closer.  “Busted!”  I yelled.  The two boys looked at me.  “Run!”  One cried but they both stood still, paralyzed with fear for their punishment.  “What is wrong with you two?”

“Sorry.”  They mumbled.

“No, sorry won’t do it!  You’re getting kicked out of this camp for stealing and that’s final!  You caused a little boy so much pain!”

“It was just a car!”

“Not to David. Let’s go. To the office. March!” The boys slowly shuffled over to the stuffy office, heads hung. Good I thought. They should be sad. I turned around and picked up David’s cars. I ran over to where he was sitting. He was alone, fiddling with his pants buckle.

“David, David!  I found your cars!”  David’s head turned.  He was expressionless.  I slowed down.  Wasn’t he glad I brought back his cars?

“David?  Are you okay?”  I asked.

“No I’m not okay!” he snapped.  “Just because I got my cars back, doesn’t mean everything’s okay.  Someone will try to steal them again.  Nobody likes me, they like my cars.  Just give them to the other kids!”  David turned away from me.  My blonde hair flapped in the heavy winds. 

“But...but David I-“David interrupted me.  “Just leave me alone Sam!”  He wheeled away towards his cabin.  It was getting late; I’d have to help David tomorrow.  As if David was reading my thoughts he called back, “Don’t help me anymore!  You’ve helped enough!  You’re not my mom!”  I frowned.  How could David be so cruel?  I sighed, he is only six, he’ll be better if I leave him alone for a while, I thought, still upset.  I headed back to my cabin and turned around every few seconds to see if David was going to come back.  I knew that he wasn’t going to but I still hoped he would.  All night I told myself David would be fine in the morning and that he needed space, but I just couldn’t shake the feeling that he would still be mad.  After falling asleep, I had a nightmare again.  This time instead of seeing a back bear it was a giant remote control car and what had tripped me were tiny remote control cars.  I woke up in a sweat.  I put my head between my knees.  “Today will be better.”  I told myself, but a little voice in my head kept echoing “No it won’t.  You need a new plan.”  Maybe I do need a new plan...



Chapter four: Sickness and a plan


            I wasn’t feeling too well, so instead of going to breakfast I fell back asleep in the infirmary.  I dreamt that I was alone in camp and that I kept seeing David as he went around a corner.  Each time I ran over to see him, he was gone.  When I awoke, the nurse said I didn’t look very well.

            “Thanks.” I replied.

            “Where is that thermometer?” The nurse asked as she rummaged through desk drawers.  “Ah ha!  I found it!  Now open wide!”  After the nurse took my temperature, she looked at me with surprise.

            “You do have a fever.  It’s at one hundred!  You should sty here for today.  I need to go out for some more medical supplies.  Stay here, I’ll be back soon.  Goodbye Samantha.”

            “It’s Sam!” I called back, but she was already gone.  I fell back asleep and when I awoke, it was already 12 o’clock.  I sat up and felt my sore legs.  The nurse wasn’t back, but I was too hungry to wait.  I jogged over to the mess hall and opened the door a crack.  Everyone was still eating.  Good I hadn’t missed lunch.  I opened the door and everyone looked.  I had forgotten I was still in my plaid pajamas.  I overheard a girl talking to her friend.

            “She looks horrible!”

            “No wonder she wasn’t out today!  I hope she’s okay.”

I hadn’t realized I looked that bad.  I went up to a lunch lady and asked for some soup.  Even though it wasn’t soup day and the lunch ladies were usually very strict, she agreed.  I must look really bad, I thought.  I took my soup and juice back to the infirmary.  When I finished, the nurse walked back in.

            “Oh you ate!  That’s good!  You should get some more rest.”

            “Yeah. I am tired.”  I pulled up the covers and before I knew it, I was asleep again. When I got up the next morning I was feeling a lot better, so I showered, changed, and went out to the mess hall for breakfast.  Nobody looked at me this time, so I knew I looked better. After breakfast, it was time for our camp basketball championship.  As I watched the boys and girls file out to the court, I saw David sitting alone on the bleachers.

            “Wait!” I called out.  All the counselors and kids looked.

            “We should play wheelchair basketball!”  David looked at me.  “Yeah, the nurse has tons of wheelchairs in her office, so we can play.”  The kids nodded in agreement.  “That would be cool!”

            “Okay, we’ll get the chairs now.”  The counselors ran off to get the chairs and David rolled on to the court.  He was finally smiling.  As soon as they brought all the wheelchairs got there, the kids began the game.  It was girls against boys.  David was amazing!  He scored three shots and kept them coming.  During a break, all the guys crowded around him. “How’d you get so good Dave?” 

            “Yeah, how?”

            “Can you teach me David?”

            “It’s nothing, I just use the hoop in my driveway a lot.”

I could tell how glad David was.  After the game, David wheeled over to me.

            “Hi David.”

            “Um-m-m, hey Sam.  I’m sorry about the other day.  I was just mad.  Not at you in particular, but I ... I just lashed out.  I’m sorry.”

            “I accept. Don’t worry about it we all have bad days.” 

            I hugged David.

            “And Sam?”

            “Yes David?”

            “I heard you were sick.  Are you okay?”

            “Yes, I’m fine.”  Suddenly a counselor jumped up on the bleachers and cried out, “Pizza party in town!”  All the girls and boys cheered.  We all loaded up the buses and headed off.  As I watched the pine trees fly by, I could hear the boys fighting over who gets to sit next to David.  I laughed and continued looking out the window.  When we pulled up to the brick pizza place, everyone cheered. 

            I stood up.  “Okay 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 there’s 30 kids so we need about four pizzas.  Anyone want pepperoni?  Okay two, four, six....Anyone want anchovies?  No? Okay I’m going to go order.  Please get off the bus in an orderly line.”  Everyone jumped out of their seats.  The bus driver tried to create some order, but it didn’t work much.  After we ordered, ate, used the restrooms and got back to camp, it was already about eight o’clock.  That was one of the few nights I had no nightmares.

Chapter five:  Windy Days


            I woke up as light began to part into my cabin.  I turned and looked at the calendar I hung on my wall.  I realized we only had a few days left in camp.  I would miss David so much.  We could mail each other but that’s not the same.  I can’t think about that now.  Today’s our camp dance.  I stretched and looked out the window. David was next to three girls with blonde hair.  I laughed. David’s popularity still hadn’t worn off from the game.  I looked through my worn out closet.  There it was my black strapless dress.  I already knew how I’d do my hair.  It’d be pulled up in a special bun my mom taught me how to do.  It’s a classic bun with a fan ponytail pulled through the middle.  I was going to spend the day helping dress up the girls and decorating the camp. Then I’d get ready.  I opened my door and looked outside.  It was pretty windy out there, but I’m sure nobody will mind. The party’s inside anyways. I put on my dress and heels.  I walked awkwardly on the gravel to get to the storage room.  I grabbed the decorations and walked to the multi-purpose room.  I was the first person there, but I didn’t mind.  I loved decorating for any event, especially when I was alone because I could do anything I wanted and nobody could argue. I put down the box and tried to figure out what to do first.  I’d wait for a guy to put up the lights.  I would fall off the ladder for sure in these heels.  I rolled a helium tank over to the balloon packets. I blew up all the balloons and tied them down to the cold metal chairs. Next, I pulled out the white lacey table clothes.  I placed them over each table.  My last job was to prepare the stage.  I opened the navy blue curtains to the stage and taped a sign to the back wall.  The sign was white with bright red letters and had the words Camp Sunshine Dance painted carefully on it.  I dimmed the lights and found someone to put the other twinkling lights up.  It was beautiful.  The band began setting up as I left to fix up my hair and makeup. Tonight was going to be perfect!



Chapter 6 – Dancing, Crafts and Lanterns



            I stood near the exit as two other counselors inched over.  Their names were Zack and Jason.  Jason’s black hair was slicked back and his tuxedo was ironed perfectly.  Zack’s long blonde hair hung before his eyes while his white tux had a hint of shimmer.  Was that glitter?  I giggled.  Jason asked to dance and I agreed before I’d have to turn Zack down. 

            After the last people cleared off the dance floor, the woman who had given me the clipboard on the first day announced that the dance was over.  Everyone cheered and filed outside to their cabins.  I caught up with David, who seemed almost too tired to move and I began to wheel him to his cabin.

            “Hey David, did you have fun?”

            “Yeah.”  He yawned.  “I saw you dancing with that guy Jason.”

            Yeah.  It was fun.”  I yawned too.  “I’m wiped out.  Goodnight David.”

            “Night Sam.”

            David closed the door to the cabin and I saw his light go out.  I slinked into my mattress and looked at the clock.  It glowed blue numbers: 12:30 a.m., or in other words, late!  I fell asleep without realizing it.

            The next morning I was sore from the way I slept.  My head hurt a little from all the noise last night, so I showered and changed.  It made me feel a lot better.  When I arrived in the mess hall, everyone was talking about who danced with who, who went out after the dance and the two boys who went skinny dipping afterwards.  I still can’t believe that tomorrow we have to go home!  I am a little excited to see if I got into Harvard but I will miss David a lot.  I picked up my plate of scrambled eggs and sat down.  David rolled over with his tray.

            “Hey Sam.”

            “Hello David.  Yuck!  These eggs are gross!”  I made a face and pushed away my tray.  “Yeah, I found a vending machine behind the multi-purpose room.  I bought a pop tart.”

            “Wow, I didn’t even bring any money.”

            “I found money on a hike, actually.”

            “Oh, that’s cool.  You’re lucky!  Our last craft is at 10:30. Are you coming?”

            “I always do. What are we doing?”

            “We’re making lanterns.  Well, we paint them and learn how to turn them on safely, not like build them. You know simple stuff.”

            “Great. See you there! Well, the guys and I are going to play some basketball.  Bye!”  David wheeled out the door with three other boys.  I threw out my eggs and went to the craft table.  I laid out some instructions on how to turn on the lantern, but they kept blowing away, so I put a coal black rock on the papers.  I put the lanterns out and took out the box of paints and brushes I had.

            “Hey Sam.”  David rolled over with a few others. They all sat down and looked at the lanterns.  “Okay kids!  Today we are painting lanterns.  Then I’ll teach you how to safely turn them on and off with real matches!  Okay, start painting.”  Each child opened some paint.  The girls used lots of pink and yellow, but most boys used a brilliant green and a harsh brick red.  The campers finished just before 1 o’clock.

            “Okay camper!  Now take this instruction booklet and matches.  Turn your lanterns on.  Nobody needs help? Okay.  We’ll take the lanterns back to our cabins.  Don’t forget to turn them out!  We don’t want a fire, kids!”  All the kids jumped up and ran off, excited to show their friends their lanterns. I walked over to my cabin, curled up and fell asleep after what seemed like a big day.





Chapter 7 – Rush


            I smelled smoke.  I awoke in a fright.  Yep, that was smoke.  I rushed to open the door.  Outside a ranging fire grew as everyone slept.  I tried to scream but all that came out was coughs.  I knew I had to save the children.  I walked to the end of the cabin for a running start.  I ran out the door and jumped into a roll.  I rolled through the hot flames like I was taught in elementary school. Stop, drop, roll.  I landed in front of David’s cabin.  I pulled open his door.  “David!”

            “Sam!”  David coughed.  “Help me Sam!”  I pulled David from a corner.  “David!” yelled over the roar of the crackling flames. 

            “Don’t worry, go!”  I pushed David towards the only place not surrounded by flames – the multi-purpose room.  I ran to the next cabin as David watched and began rolling to the multipurpose room. 

            “Hello?”  I called through the debris.

            “Help!”  Two tiny voices called out.  I pulled them out of bed and pointed to David.

            “Follow him to...” I coughed hard. “...the multi-purpose room.”  I continued trying to use my breath sparingly.  I pushed them out.  I rolled through more flames and pulled on the next cabin’s door.  It wouldn’t budge.  I pulled harder and the door came off the hinges.  I fell on my butt, close to the flames.  In the doorway, a wooden plank that had fallen from the roof completely covered the only cabins exit.  I pushed hard, but it wouldn’t move.  I took another piece of wood and used it like a crow bar.  The plank fell with a bang and a little girl screamed.

            “It’s okay!  I’m here!”  I pulled out the girl.  “Run to the multi-purpose room.  Go honey, go fast!”  The girl took off in a sprint, crying.  The next cabin was almost collapsed.  It was leaning on one leg and the roof was about to cave in.

            “Hello?”  I shouted.  No answer.  Just then the cabin collapsed.  Yellow and red sparks singed my skin.  I dug through the wood and fire until I reached two little boys.  They stood up coughing loudly.  I pointed them to the multi-purpose room which no flames had yet reached.  I pulled out several more children when I realized that the other counselors were still asleep.  After the last cabin was searched, I sprinted back across the camp toward the counselors cabins.  The flag pole fell and missed me narrowly.  I dove through more flames until I reached the counselors cabins.  I pulled open the door and yelled inside.  There were two coughs and a yell of gratitude.  A woman pulled out her friend and I directed them to the multi-purpose room.  “I want to help you Sam!”

            “You are!  Watch the kids!”  I yelled to her as I ran.  When I reached the last cabin, I became unsteady.  I couldn’t breath, and I was burned everywhere.  I opened the door the cabin and stumbled inside. My hands were burned and I could barely open the door because of the pain “Hell...Hello?”  I sputtered out.  The cabin was empty.  I sighed and fell to the floor.  A man appeared over me.

            “Get up!”  He cried.

            “Can’ more...”  My eyes closed.  I fell into a deep sleep.  I could feel my body being moved around, poked and prodded but my eyelids were just too heavy.  I couldn’t think straight.  I tried as hard as I could to open my eyes.  I could see a faint shadow over me.  It called something out to me.  I tried to open my mouth, but I couldn’t.  Suddenly, there was too much excitement and I closed my eyes.  The voice got louder, but I couldn’t hear.




            My eyes fluttered open.  I screamed for David.  Two people ran in.  I sat up and screamed in pain when my burned palms toughed the bed’s metal bars.

            “Shhh.... darling.  Who is David?  You are okay. Shhhh..”


            “You are in the hospital.  You were in a fire at a camp.”

            “Is...Is everyone okay?”

            “I...I do not know, but I will talk to your doctor.”

            “You’re a nurse?  How bad am I?”  The woman laughed.  “Yes honey.  You’ll be fine but you need rest.  Go to sleep.”  Just then, Ginger came in.  Her eyes were red.  “You’re up!”  She cried.  She hugged me.  “Ow!  Ow!  Ow! Ow!” I cried

            “Sorry.  Are you okay?”

            “Well, yeah, I guess.”  I looked at my nurse.  “Right?” 

            “Yes.”  The nurse replied smiling.  “Thanks. Now what happened?!” I cried again, frustrated.  Ginger laughed.  “You saved the entire camp!  You, however, broke your leg, got smoke damage, had third degree burns and hit your head.  Glad you didn’t get amnesia for God’s sake!”  Ginger laughed again.  “Thanks Ginger. I wouldn’t be able to live without you.”

            “I do have some bad news though.  Sam...You...You didn’t get into Harvard!  There I said it!”  I was stunned.  I risked my life to save a camp and I didn’t get into Harvard. Then a better idea popped into my head.

            “It’s fine.  I think I found a new career choice.”  I smiled. 

            “What?”  Ginger asked confused.

            “You’ll see.”  I smiled again.  Just then, the door creaked open and David wheeled into the plain tan hospital room.  “David!  I’d hug you, but then I’d be in pain!”  David smiled. 

            “I know.  Sam, you were amazing!  You saved our entire camp!  You were the only injury!”

            “I was?”

            “Yes, Sam!  You were!”  The door creaked open again.  Several parents and their children filled into the crowded room.  The campers crowded around my bed.  “No hugs!”  I cried.  Everyone laughed.  “Thanks, Sam!  You saved our lives!” 

            “It was nothing.  You would all do the same if you could have.  By the way, what caused the fire?”  I asked, afraid I knew the answer.  “Well, a lantern was lit and it fell in the winds and broke.  The fire spread fast and the firemen all responded quickly.  The camp is in ruins, but we’re all okay.  I can show you some pictures if you want.”

            “Yeah.  I want to see them.”

            “Okay, but just a warning most parents cried.”

            “I know.  I want to see them.”

            “Here.”  Ginger pulled some pictures from her pocket.  She placed them in my hand gently, so she wouldn’t hurt me.  I flipped through the freighting pictures.  The one that really stood out was David’s cabin.  It had about three pieces of wood, some bug netting and a couple of roof shingles in a pile.  I gasped.  Is that really what happened to his cabin?  Would he have died?  Ginger put her hand on me.

            “Are you going to be okay?”  Ginger asked concerned. 

            “Yeah.  I’ll be fine.”  I replied with tears in my eyes.  I looked over at David.  He had a small burn on his cheek but that was all I could see.  “I’m fine you know.”  David said after he noticed me staring.  “I know.  I can still worry.”  David smiled.  After about a week, I got out of the annoying sterile hospital.  I walked to David’s house and knocked on the door.  David answered.  “Oh!  Hey Sam.”

            “David, I have a surprise.”  I took out some papers from my purse.  David took them and read aloud.  “Adoption Agency.  Sam... You... You adopted me!”  David cried with joy.

            “Yes I did!”  Then the happiness wore a little.

            “I guess I should go tell Paul. Man, that’s going to be hard.”


            “Okay. One second.”  David left the doorway.  I heard a soft “Oh. Well, it was about time. Good luck David.” And David reappeared.  “Can you help me pack?” He asked with the excitement returning.   

            “Yes.  By the way, I’m going to be your personal nurse!  I got into medical school!”

            “Oh man!  That’s great Sam! You are the best! Oh hey, where will we live?”

            “I bought an apartment!”  David grinned.

            “Come on!  Let’s pack!  Hey, can we paint my room? We could paint it forest green and I’d be the best!”

            “Yes, we can.”



            “Yeah Sam?”

            “I’m glad you’re okay.”

            “I’m glad too.”



Chapter 9 – Our very own happy ending


            David and I live in a brick apartment building.  Our apartment has three bedrooms, so we made a game room out of one of them.  We also have a shiny tile bathroom, a new Italian style kitchen, and a beautiful relaxing living room with a light blue carpet.  I’m graduating in about two years and in the mean time I’m writing a book.  I’m going to dedicate the book to David, but he doesn’t know that yet. It’s going to be about a possible way to restore David’s use of his legs. Each summer, David and I went back to Camp Sunshine (they had rebuilt it, of course).  Everything was the same except we no longer made lanterns.  I didn’t mind and neither did David.  When school started up again, David convinced the school to make a wheelchair basketball team.  David became popular and he got contact lens.  His wardrobe considerably changed and David had friends for the first time in a long time.  The best part was that they were his real friends.  They wouldn’t leave David if he suddenly was horrible at basketball.  I was glad David was finally happy and we rarely bumped heads.  When we did, it was over little things like being late and cleaning his room.  I’m really starting to feel like David’s family. I hope that our future will bring a little more luck than the past.



The End

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