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Personal Narrative: My Time At Camp Green Lake

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My time at Camp Green Lake has made me realize the unjust actions of this place. There are many things that need to be fixed and changed. I want to make sure I can convey what’s going on in camp Green lake. Everyday I’m forced to dig holes, and if I don’t I get punished severely. The warden is an abusive wretch who isn’t afraid to hurt anybody. However, Mr. Pendanski is the worst. He teases me and says I’m a nobody, but sometimes he goes too far. I was digging my hole one day, when Mr. Pendanski came strutting over to me with a smug smile on his stupid face. I was concentrating on digging my hole, so I didn’t really see him when I swung my shovel. I accidentally hit him, and all of the counselors drew their guns. It looked as if they would
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