After a week of “technical difficulties” or rather “scheduling
conflicts,” sickness and weather the gang was finally able to assemble. The
night of all nights was finally here!
What would I learn? I was a “big kid” now so bring it on! Give me the
goods! Tell me the secrets!
It was a “let down” of sorts. With all the blood curdling screams (well,
they sounded that way to me!) I thought maybe they were doing more than just
sticking a pin in their finger to bring blood to seal a friendship. Maybe they
cut off somebody’s hand or something? Or maybe an ear! Never mind that my
imagination ran wild and I never noticed anybody with a missing hand or ear in
the daylight! Everyone had all their limbs intact, all their 20 fingers and
toes. So what was with all the screams?
It took longer than usual that night to divide up the teams
because now us “newbies” had to be claimed. No one wanted the newbies. In the
end we had to resort to “rock/paper/scissors” to see who got who. Apparently it
was a big deal to the big kids. To us younger kids it was the excitement of a
lifetime!
Now the teams were divy-ed up. Let the fun begin! We still didn’t hear the
whispers I think because they were about us this time.
And then the screams began….
