This is my first story ever published, if there is something you would like me to add i will make my best effort to make it in the story.
Also this is my original story that i first uploaded on fanfiction, so you can see and read it there.
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This story is centered in a what if jason had a friend before he died and met him again.
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Oh man how long has it been- said a man that was 6"0', had grey hair and beard, blue jeans, a summer time t-shirt, sunglasses and an avarage body- I gotta admit that this place hasn't lost it's touch ever since that… incident- he said as he lowered his head.
Hi you gotta be asking who i am, well, my name is Trevor Campbell, an ex campist of camp cristal lake in 1957, my parents decided that i had to be here for some time to expirience nature once in a while, oh boy did it go wrong.
Trevor P.O.V:
Ok kids get your stuff out the car- he said as 2 kids, a male and female ran to him.
Wow dad you never said you knew of a place like this.-Said the 5 year old boy in a curious and excited tone, with his blonde as the sunlight hair and his freckles.
Mom said you would let us see nature but i did not think it would be this beautiful - said the 6 year old girl in her suprised and curious tone with her grey almost White hair and her cute face.
This are my kids, the male is named Jason after someone i knew, and the girl is named Elisabeth from the desicion of her mother.
Oh you haven't seen anything - i said proudly – this is only the beginning – (Although i do wish you were here to see this old friend)- i said in my mind- (it has been 23 years since you died, and i am sorry i could not help you)
What i am talking about i show in my stay here i befriended a kid named Jason Voorhees who i was the only one to treat normal even thought Jason was deformed, i actually enjoyed being with him as a fríend, but one day i was tied up and left in my cabinet, next thing i know after the counselers released me was that jason had drowned, but i know he wouldn't go near wáter even if there is a fire since he can't swim, so i know he was killed.
A year before i heared that a massacre happened here but i paid it no mind since i wanted to see old memories.
Narrator P.O.V:
After taking everything out Trevor, Jason and Elizabeth left their things were they would stay, they started took a stroll and talk about stories of the Camp Crystal Lake, after some time they went to a topic that Trevor did not want them to hear.
Say dad- with innocence the boy asked- did you meet anyone or had friends when you went here.
-That question made Trevor halt for a momento before answering- I did- he said not trying to sound sad and almost failing- there was a kid i knew who even thought was desfigured and treated badly was like a star of hope with his spirit.- i said remembering the past- me and him were good friends but he is no longer with us thanks to the kind of people i told you to be worry about so please kids do not be like them.
The atmosphere grew tense but they went by their day not knowing what would happen.
So that is it for the prologue if you want anything to be added please tell me and i will try to make it possible