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Camp Kaniwhaniwha



Paige, 12

The temperature of the stream freezes my hand into an invisible iceberg from Antarctica. Chills run down my spine sending me jolts of frozen lightning bolts to my brain. The sharp rocks dig into my feet like a rusty, metal spade. The harsh sun scorches me to the core. Owls and Moreporks cry in the deep dark woods sending shrieks of noise through my sore, cold ears. Camp Kaniwhaniwha is a jungle for all.

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