Hispanic Roots at the Arena

[Annie Hernandez Rare]

It was a normal day for most of the campers at Camp Half-Blood, everyone calmly continued their activities and their love and friendship problems, but for Annie that day wasn't like all the others, she was sad, even if she didn't show it , and where she walked the grass crystallized, that was the anniversary of her mother's death... usually, if she thought about her mother, she locked herself in the cabin and cried, hoping to be left alone for a few seconds in that chaos of place, but this time it was different. She wanted to avoid thinking about it and reconnect with her roots through her favorite hobby, other than sports, fighting. She headed to the arena to train and let out a sigh of relief when she saw that she was empty, she could have some time for herself, although a feeling inside her head said that today could happen more than she expected. She ignored that hunch and, spear in hand, she began attacking a dummy.

@ Everly Maisley