A little kid who seemed unsupervised walked around the camp grounds, holding a slightly teared teddy bear...or teddy whatever it was, holding a stick as his eyes stare down to the ground...Using the stick to write stuff in his made up language...or whatever it was...the other kids would always call him the strange one, or the weirdo...he never hung out with anyone due to them not wanting to get an inch close to him, or him being to sensitive and hiding...But one things for sure, there was something about him that seemed...different, like a kid on a rainy day, but somehow stuck with that expression.<br/>(Hope this is ok '_')