Jason

Today is Friday, October 13th. 12 year old Jason Miller and his family are on their way to Camp Crystal Lake in Cunningham County. Though the rest of his family is very excited about the getaway, young Jason is not as gleeful. In his daily life Jason lives very isolated. He does not have many friends and is often picked on and called a weirdo. Because of the constant bullying he faces he keeps to himself. Yet, his loneliness is his sanctuary. He feels like he has nothing to gain, but also nothing to lose because aside from his family, he has no one to lose.

Jason is very close with his family. His mother, father and sister always brighten up his dark days. The best part of his days is coming home to them and the love they give him. Though Jason has a social disposition, his family life gives him all the contentment he feels he needs. Before his trip he was told stories about Camp Crystal Lake and the legend of Camp Blood. He heard that there was a boy named Jason, like him who drowned there a long time ago because the counselors were not watching him. The legend also says that Jason’s mother became a vengeful killer after he died and she killed some of the counselors out of revenge. Once one of the counselors killed his mother out of self defense Jason came to and became the Crystal Lake Killer, punishing anyone who dare set foot on the camp grounds.

The legend of Camp Blood really scared a lot of the kids at Jason Miller’s school, but the story didn’t scare Jason. Though he found the killing terrible just like everyone else, he also found the story of Jason Voorhees very relatable. He remembered how everyone also said Jason Voorhees was a physically deformed social outcast who was picked on a lot, young Jason Miller’s life was the same way. He also could relate to Jason’s mother being the only good thing Jason ever knew in life because family was the only love young Jason ever had as well.

Jason and his family finally arrived at Camp Crystal Lake. They unloaded their belongings from their van and entered the cabin closest to the entrance. Jason noticed that the cabin had a very comfy feeling inside. It was very tranquil and relative, almost like it’s beautiful seclusion was made for him. As the rest of the family continued to get settled in Jason took a look at the lake out the back door of the cabin. He really loved how the sunset reflected off the lake water and thought it would be a good idea to go swimming there. The only issue was he wasn’t a very good swimmer, much like his fellow Jason from the legend of Camp Blood. The thing about young Jason Miller is he was a rebellious daredevil. Anytime someone said he couldn’t do something he would attempt it anyway even if it meant failure because that’s just how defiant he was.

When his family was done getting settled in Jason decided to grab his swim trunks and go give Crystal Lake an attempted swim while his family wasn’t looking. He got his trunks on and went out to the lake. He figured since he had started taking swim lessons that he’d go ahead and practiced what he learned. Jason slowly paced through the water and made his way to what seemed like it was seven feet deep. He began allow himself to float before slowly stroking the water. As he started to stroke faster Jason became excited on the inside as he realized he was now swimming. When his arms started getting tired he lifted his head above the water so he could let himself float again and when he looked ahead at the area of the woods in front of him a mysterious figure was suddenly standing in front of him.

Jason was startled when he saw what looked like a man standing in front of him wearing a hockey mask and a dirty jump suit with a rusty machete in his hand. The figure was Jason Voorhees. Little Jason looked into his eyes and was petrified. He realized in that moment that the legend was true and all he could see was himself becoming the next victim of the Crystal Lake killer. As big Jason looked into little Jason’s eyes he felt something he had never felt for another, it was pity. Big Jason could sense that little Jason was a lost outcast like him and he didn’t have an animalistic urge to want to punish him, he simply felt bad for him. Big Jason saw himself in little Jason

As little Jason looked into big Jason’s eyes he didn’t just see the monster from legend that everyone was afraid of, he saw an adult version of his outcasted self. Once the reality of what he was staring at finally kicked in, little Jason started swimming away back towards the cabins. As he swam away in anxiety it was as if all of his swimming experience started to dissipate. It was as if little Jason had suddenly loss his swimming ability and he then began to drown. For a brief second Jason breathed in a bunch of water and loss consciousness, but regained it once a group of hands reached down into the water and pulled him upwards. The hands belonged to his mother, father and sister. As little Jason’s family pulled him back on land in front of their cabin, big Jason watched in the distance as his family saved him and embraced him, like the elder Jason was not saved and embraced by his counselors and camp mates on the day that forged his legend.

Later that night little Jason was laying on the bed in the room of his cabin next to his sister’s. He looked out the window across the lake and saw none other than Jason Voorhees, who was watching him from across the lake. As little Jason studies big Jason he once again did not feel fear or fret of any kind. Instead he felt sorrow and pity for his fellow Jason. Looking Jason in the eye in the distance he saw someone who had less than himself and in that moment Jason Miller realized how fortunate he was to have the love of even a small community that Jason Voorhees did not have.

As the Jason of Camp Blood looked his younger counterpart in the eye he felt something that he had never felt before, understood. When he looked little Jason in the eyes he didn’t see one of the mean children who bullied him for his deformity, he saw a reflection of himself. When he saw the rest of the Miller family he didn’t see the irresponsibile adults who left him to drown, he saw his mother who gave her life for him out of vengeance. As Jason Voorhees took one last look at Jason Miller and the rest of his family he knew that this would be a group of lives that he was not going to end.

Jason Miller looked out to his fellow outcasted Jason with solidarity in his heart as he disappeared into the night of the Crystal Lake wilderness.