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This is my other blog where instead of talking about what I did today, I talk about things that have happened in the past.

This wont be daily, but more when I think about the good old times Smile

All of these stories are completely true.

"The Night We Kidnapped Oliver"

Around September 2008

I was at camp my the rest of my school year for about a week. The place we were staying at was really, really cheap. There were, I'm not kidding, rats.

Our room had about 6 bunk-beds. There were about 10 people in our room. It was a mix of my group of friends and the popular people.

Our room had a total of 3 doors - one leading down a staircase to a "chill out area", one leading to the hallway outside and one leading to the room next to use.

Next to our room was a room of about 5 people at most. For some reason, we decided to start a pillow war with them. Not a pillow fight - a pillow war.

It didn't involve hitting eachother with the rock-hard pillows we were given, it involved stealing the other room's pillows.

We were going back and forth between rooms stealing and reclaiming pillows. At one point, they had the majority of our pillows. We would have gone to reclaim them, but we heard footsteps in the hallway.

We all jumpped back into our beds, pretending to be asleep, just in time for the door to open. Our Design-Tech teacher, Mr. Regen, was standing outside.

Mr. Regen:
Sorry to disturb you guys, but is Oliver in this room?

Oliver was in the room next to us, but before we could tell Mr. regen that, Johan replied back, in his best Oliver-Voice.

Johan: Yes?

Mr. Regen: Ah, Oliver, your mother has just called to make sure your alright.

Johan: Yeah, I'm fine.

Mr. Regen: Alright. Good night everyone.

So Mr. Regen left and we all got up again.

Antoine: Wow, Johan - great impression!

Johan (In his normal voice): No problem.

Maurits: Okay, time to get the pillows back!

Me: Wait! I can think of a better prize.....

So, 5 minutes later, I'm standing infront of the door leading to the other room with a line of popular guys behind me. I grasp the door handle, pull it down, and slam the door open. All the guys run in.

A few seconds later, they're pulling Oliver (Who is trapped inside a closed sleeping bag) through the door. Mid way through, we hear a VERY loud beeping noise. They drop Oliver and we all jump back our beds.

We all pretend were asleep for a few seconds, as the beeping continues, until we realise that pretending to be alseep does nothing, so I sit up...

Me: Danm it John - pin the grenade!

John brought to camp this plasic yellow grenade that starts beeping very loudly 20 seconds after you pull the pin.

John goes through his bag very quickly and pulls out the sound grenade.

John: It HAS the pin in it!

We see that everybody has started going through the hallway.

Me: They can hear it?

Jack: It must be the fire alarm. Bail!

We all leave out the door, and continue walking out the hallway with the other people in our year. We all go into the lunch room, which is where the teachers are signaling us to go, and we take seats, surrounded by every person in our year in their pajamas.

We later get the signal to go back to our rooms. We return, talk a bit about just what the hell happened, and go to sleep.

The next day we all learn that it was the fire alarm, that was some how activated in our room. It wasn't a leaver that was pulled - it was a smoke alarm that went off.

To this day we still don't know exactly how it went off. We just remembered it was the day we kidnapped Oliver, and set the fire alarm off at 3AM.
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