Raina's Bunk (open)

Once Raina climbed up the ladder to her bunk for the third year she sighed. "Another year at camp, great." She began to examine her bunk, the sharpie marks, paint, nails, and even the carving that said "Raina's Bunk, KEEP OUT," it was all still here, just the way she had left it. She began unpacking her belongings, her spear, clothes, binoculars, drawings and pictures to hang all over her bunk, and her pet mouse (who doesn't have a name.) She let him out of his cage to the bunk right next to hers. "This will be your bunk, and if anyone comes on it, except me, you can bite them till their toes come off, alright?" The mouse scurried under the covers of the bunk, hoping for toes to eat. And Raina began to laugh.