When I asked her how she came to own an island with a campground on it she literally laughed out loud. The woman that owned the island had left it to ...er in her will. “After high school I came out here to go to college just to get away from town. I was going to be a geologist because I loved being outdoors. Well, one of the places we came to study rocks was this island. Since it hadn't been changed very much it was the perfect place. Well, the old man and lady that lived her sort of took a. His father left him and his mother when he was young, with another rich woman. But his mother always loves and care for Kazuto. Until a cruel fate takes her away from him, when Kazuto was seven years, his mother dies in a massive car accident. One hundred people die, but he was the only survivor.After that, Kazuto Aunt took him in, but unfortunately, her family is full of human trash. Her husband is a pro-con artist who destroys many good and valuable people life by milk their money dry. The long decades had slowly built up a supply of water-tossed firewood at the tightest bend of the creek. I had to move it all to one side and stack it to make room for my tarp and bedroll.Back in the furthest crevice, completely overhung by the rock walls, I discovered a heavy iron door. It had no lock, no keyway, no ward. It was secured by a six-inch-square iron bar covered in tar, as was the door itself and the frame which was dug into the rock surround. With great effort I shouldered out. But it was Spring Break so I brought with me 20oz if coke to sell to people there that were parting and her husband works In the old field and she knows I sell and do sniff coke so at the Hotel we were drinking in she was is those type that with 1 glass she buzzing hard so I took out some coke for me and right away she asked can I have some and of course I was like ok are you sure and she was like I fell fuck up already just dont tell vanessa. I made a few good line for us thinking she just.