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In a fantasy world, your character is sent to a wilderness camp for troubled teens.

Camp Ridgeview Pt. 1

Am I a troubled teen? Mabey. Although β€œtroubled” doesn’t _necessarily_ apply to what I am.


My parents are the living definition of β€œa picture of perfection”. Top of all their classes in college, perfect teeth, perfect smile, perfect hair, perfect personality, perfect powers, perfect everything. The _only_ thing not perfect? Me.

Their not so smart, rebellious, 14-year-old, black sheep of the familyβ€” the worst part? My powers.

They are healers and shielders whereas I’m a Shade. A.k.a a darkness manipulator.


So here I am, at Ridgeveiwβ€” a wilderness camp for troubled teens.

My parents sent me here, thinking it would help me with whatever β€œphase” I was going through.

But it’s not a phase, it’s just me. Being myself.

Though that doesn’t seem to matter now, as I walk through the freshly polished golden gates of Ridgeveiw.


Crying, yelling, screaming, fire burning the camp cabins down, water flooding the camp ground, chaos, and clearly out-of-it mages. My first thought? I’m not going to make it out of here alive.


Now, to my cabin, room B26.

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