It all started one morning in the month of October. Molly headed outside sometime after breakfast to check the mail. She pulled out some envelopes out of the mailbox and headed inside. Sitting down on the living room couch, she looked over the mail. Most were junk and bills for the grandma to pay. Until, She saw one and gasped.
"Oh, no!" She cried out loud. Matt was heading downstairs when he heard his sister cried. He asked what's wrong as he went up to her.
"You'll never guess what I founded in the pile of mail!" She showen him the envelope. He quickly read thorough the address and sighed.
"By the senter's address and the fact that it happens once a month, I'll say, it's probably another one of Billy's backyard campout sleepover invitation." He said the last line with a disappointed tone.
Molly nod as Matt signed
"Well what does it say this time?" He seems bored. She opened the envelope and pulled out a folded card. A badly drawing of a tent, his house and a pillow was drawn on the cover."
"He never seem to get his drawing right, always sloppy." He joked to cheer himself up. She opened the card and read out loud.
YOU ARE INVITED TO ANOTHER FUN NIGHT AT MY ONE AND ONLY BACKYARD CAMPOUT SLEEPOVER! IT'LL BE A MEMORIAL NIGHT! BE THERE, OR ELSE!!!!!
Signed, Billy Smith
Matt sat down with his sister and went silence for a while
"Should we go?" Matt spoke up first. Molly signed
"I don't know. Billy been doing this for a year now. Once a month, he'll invite some of his classmate, and us, to camp out in his big party tent outside of his yard and sleepover. He does this so he can be the coolist kid in the class. Seem lame, at least it's better than bullying. It was actually fun at first, I really enjoyed his homemade marshmallows. But, recently, he been telling scary stories to be more of a traditional campout. Sadly, like many of the things he does, fails at this. His stories suck! Remember last month, his story was so bad that everyone left. Even Bob wasn't scared, and he's a big scary cat at our school!"
Matt signed as his sister looked at his face.
"You tell me, Matt. What shall we do?"
"No matter what happens, we should go. We'll his only friends, we never walked out on him, even last time. We should support him. Who else what he'll do if we don't show up." Molly smiled.
"You're right, thanks Matt." They hugged for a short and got off the couch
"Oh, should we tell grandma?" Matt asked
"I don't think she'll care if we go or not" They laughed as they continued their day.