The beat of my pounding heart drowns out the sounds of the wretched screams down coming from down the hall. My feet feel like lead, but I force them to move, knowing what will happen if I'm late. I check my watch and it reads 12:29. One minute, one more minute of peace. I pass a group of kids and I can hear them mumble something about how awful Mrs. Berntson is.
"I heard that one kid was one minute late and he was never seen again," whispered one of the students.
As I approach the rotting wooden door the revolting smell of death filled my nostrils almost choking me. I took my first step inside the dungeon like classroom. The air feels damp and stale like I'm trapped inside a cave. I take my seat in the back of the cockroach infested room.…show more content… I put my hand in front of my face to block the bright radiating sun from my eyes. Wait, the sun? I could have sworn just a moment ago I was trapped in a small claustrophobic box. I sit up and look around me. I am laying on soft, fine grained sand that burns my hands from being in the sun too long. Waves crash against the shore, making a soothing rhythmic sound. Sea gulls swoop in catching fish from the sea. Behind me is a beautiful forest full of palm trees and other colorful tropical birds. Where am I? Am I hallucinating? Maybe, just maybe writing meanwhile on the box teleported me here. This is…show more content… Berntson and how I wrote meanwhile on the box to escape.
"Wow you were right that is pretty crazy" agreed Percy. "Come with me, I'll show you around."
In the middle of the camp was a set of twelve cabins arranged in a U shape. Each one was different from the next. One was overgrown with vines and flower. Another reeked of perfume and nail polish. At the very end two giant cabins stood looking over all the rest. "Each cabin represents a different Greek god," explained Percy. "I live in cabin number three which is Poseidon's cabin. He's my dad."
"Wait your dads a god?”
"Yeah I'm a demigod along with just about everyone else here. One of my parents is mortal and the other is a god. Our camp is surrounded by a magical border that protects us from monsters or any other sort of being that might want to kill us.”
Percy showed me Thalia's tree on top of Half- Blood Hill and told me a story about how Thalia was killed by a cyclops and her dad, Zeus, turned her into a pine tree. We walked past half goat half human boys chasing girls that turned into trees. Everywhere you look theres someone swinging a sword at someone. Everything seemed so dangerous, I wouldn’t last a day in this
