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Journal # 3 - It’s a bird! It’s a plane! It’s an - airship?
When we got to our campsite I unpacked my tent and put it up, it was easy, it took seconds. My parents had trouble putting up theirs though, so without a word I went and put it up for them. For a lawyer, my mother isn't too sharp when it comes to hands on stuff. Same with my dad. He's an activist, he fights against everything my mother fights for. Odd relationship, I know. As I was putting the tents up I swore I saw that same shadow swoosh above my head again. This time I think it was real, not that it was or wasn't last time. I want to find out what it is. As I started a fire to cook dinner on I felt the same swoosh above my head again.
"Did you see that?" I asked my mother.
"See what dear? I must have missed it" she replied shooting me an odd look.
"Nothing, nevermind. It was nothing."
This is another thing I hate about camping, especially with my parents, I am the one who does the camping. Niether of them know how to start the fire, or put up the tent. I'd give them a dollar if they could even start the lantern, and it lights up whenever it gets dark. I bet they are glad they sent me to boy scouts. I sort of wanted to be away from things for a while.
"Hey, Im going for a walk"
"Don't go too far Andy, its getting dark" my dad yelled after me.
Not five minutes into my walk, that same swoosh whirled past me again, but this time I was ready for it, but I wasn't ready for what I saw. Just as I looked up an enormous ship shot past. How had I missed it before? The ship itself for some reason didn't surprise me much, it was the fact that it was flying...an airship. My mind sped in sixty different directions at once, it made me lightheaded. I came to the conclusion that my eyes were playing tricks on me...but my vast curiousity took over and I started walking in the direction the "ship" was headed...just to prove myself wrong of course.
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