Sleep Away Camp Narrative
When my mom first asked me if I would like to go to a sleep away camp, I was not sure if I could be away from my family for 2 weeks but my family really must have wanted to get rid of me. They kept on encouraging me to go, eventually, I was convinced, it does not hurt that 2 of my close friends were going too. Before I left I had to pack for a very long time it felt like forever. I did not know it then but I was packing all the wrong things. When the time came for me to get ready to drive up to North Carolina I was so nervous that I may have chickened out and staid at home. But at the same time I was ready to be there and exited. During the twelve hour drive my friend and I could not stop talking about all the possibilities. we had looked online a ton to see what the camp would be like. There were, mountains a huge lake and even more fun activities! Every sport you could imagine of was there. The closer we got to North Carolina the less nervous and more exited I was getting. That night it took forever to fall asleep all of the possibilities were flowing through my head, what if it wasn't fun at all but what if I had an amazing time and never wanted to come home? The next morning when I woke up we had to drive for another 3 hours to get to the camp. 3 long hours later we had arrived and I was getting more exited and less scared of being away for so long. when I walked In to the camp with my mom, my friend, and his mom, I was
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One of my favorite activities was sock wars, and no that is not were you have a competition to see who has the stinkiest socks, even though I would defiantly win that. It is a game were the whole entire camp splits up in to two teams. Each team had a flag and we filled are socks with saw dust, and you run around hitting each other with socks and trying to get the other teams flag. When camp was over I was happy to see my parents but the count down in my head had already begun The next summer when I went to
One of my favorite activities was sock wars, and no that is not were you have a competition to see who has the stinkiest socks, even though I would defiantly win that. It is a game were the whole entire camp splits up in to two teams. Each team had a flag and we filled are socks with saw dust, and you run around hitting each other with socks and trying to get the other teams flag. When camp was over I was happy to see my parents but the count down in my head had already begun The next summer when I went to