Dear Kevin,

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As you know, I was sent to Camp Green Lake. It is horrible. To start off with there is no lake any more. Decades ago maybe but now it is kilometers of barren waste land. I have made one friend so far called Hector but everyone, including Mr Sir, the Warden and Mr Pendanceki call him Zero.

The food is awful. I don't often complain about food as you know but here food seems to invole grabbing a plate, dumping a spoon of dirty mud with bits of grass and hay in it, add a few peas and your done. Thats what it looks like and it tastes even worse. It is supposadly not poisonous but I wonder.

The worst part about Camp Green Lake is the work we have to do. We get up and have breakfast at 4:30 every morning. Then we have to go out on the waste land and start digging. We have to dig a 5 foot by 5 foot by 5 foot hole everyday. We are told it will build our character and teach us not to miss behave. I think the Wardens looking for something though beacuse the other day I found a golden lipstick container and she went crazy excited.

I hate digging and i am the slowest at the moment which means once the sun has risen I am out there sweltering heat all by myself.

I need help. I am going to die out here if I dont get out quickly. The conditions are so horrible that even the most hardened man alive would struggle. Please come save me from this nightmare. Oh and I forgot. Bring as much water as you can. There are water restrictions everywhere and we are always parched with thirst.

Please Kenvin come help your best mate. Last thing. Don't tell my mother. Shes already stress to the brink of sanity.

Thanks mate,
Stanley Yelnats
(Digger of 57 holes and counting)

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