I’ve only been camping once. I was eight or nine years old at the time and the camping trip was with a church youth group. It was a lot of fun. Though my silly ass thought the trip would be for a week, but it was only one night. I was disappointed. I spent most of the night burning twigs and melting candy with some of the boys in my group. I honestly don’t remember much else.
Sleeping that night was kind of strange too. I was laying in my tent then suddenly it was morning. I don’t remember falling asleep, but I wasn’t up all night either.
I haven’t been camping since. Not really my thing.
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