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Oh, man, I remember those days. Summers were spent defending a number of well secluded forts in the forest.
I was a huge fucking nerd. Picked on all the time in the hallway at school. But in the forest, I remembered who I was. I don't know what the difference was, but in the forest I was the fucking Alpha, and you DID NOT fuck with my forts.
Reading that other people also had these fort wars just brightened my day.
Reminds me of the times me and my friends would dig tunnels and bunkers and cover them with pallets and excess 2x4s we found in the woods. We would meet and plan our infiltration of the forts on the other side of the forest; Scouts were sent out to bring back intel, and some even betrayed us and gave intel to the other forts. Great memories.
Summers we were isolated in a rural farmhouse with weekly trips to town, pop. About 3000. My brother and I dug about four feet down to create our underground fort of about six by three feet and covered it with boards and dirt. No need for security as no one came near it. Even my older brother lost interest when it was finished. What intrigued me was the number and variety rodents that fell in and couldn't escape.
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