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While editing announcements for a newspaper, I came across an item promoting a camp for children with asthma.
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While editing announcements for a newspaper, I came across an item promoting a camp for children with asthma.
"6:30 AM!?!?!?!. You have to be kidding me. What makes you think I can wake up at 6:30 AM?" I screamed to my mom and dad when they woke me up that morning. My mother hates it when I scream at her.
so I go to a camp every summer. every summer. since age seven. I don't say bad words there. I'm happy. I'm innocent. two weeks of being a kid. two weeks of freedom. but it's only two weeks.
Chapter 7 "Fourth competition you tie a balloon around your ankle. The goal of the game is to pop everyone else's balloons, except your teams balloon, the last team with a balloon wins.
A true horror story that happened to me when I was 11. A bit long, read at your own risk. It was a rainy winter night at Quinta Camp the day it happened for the first time.
After being shown their rooms and unpacking they all sat down for dinner. It was arranged that Issie, Stella and Kate would share a room so they could sort out lesson plans.
The beginning of chapter 5. Soz i havnt got the whole thin done yet but I was writing "my life". It's another opuss story. Please read it.
Here we go. I'm quite proud of that, though I say so myself. Chapter 4 (continued): When Millie finally broke away, I leaned in for more, but she stepped backwards. 'no' she said. 'look'.
Ugh. I spent the whole morning in the shower, scrubbing off the lake water. It was quite amusing when all the suds turned green and oozed under the shower. Someone must of thought I was toxic.
Carnet d'un Garçon banal Je n'ai jamais su comprendre le sens du mot : Conte, je ne peut imaginer un monde si différent dans lequel je vis .
Hello my name is Beth I don't no who my mother is so my dad sent me to a pgl Holliday and I was soo happy until I saw this girl who looks just like me we ague but then one day we got to a place where...
Chapter 3: popularity?. I had assumed that the camp had been running for years and everyone was already in friendship groups, so I didn't have many high hopes for making friends straight off.
Chapter 2: I'll do it. My mum was as shocked as I was. 'You WANT to go?' she said, surprised. 'Yes, I do' I replied.
Chapter 1: Summer Camp ( cont.) I stormed off, leaving my mum to stew in the kitchen. Up the stairs, into my bedroom I went, swearing under my breath. I locked the door and sulked.
Chapter 1: Summer camp 'No. I won't go. Not ever!' We stood in the kitchen, facing each other, my mum and I. She was holding a leaflet, and was getting frustrated now.
It may have been a stuiped plan but that is what made it work. It was seven thirty and we knew Celia always went to bed at quarter to ten.
When i explained to Rosie in the exact same words as Matt told me she didn't seam too upset. "Okay, could you tell him not to worry im okay". I noded and went on my way.
I straight away thought no way. But then i realised if that had happened to me i would hope she would help me so i must help her.
(i didn't mean to press post on my first entry so this is what i never got to write on my first entry) ...
Dear diary... What a terrible journy I had on the way here. The longest four hours i have ever had to expearience. Not to mention how squashed i was. However I am sure it will be worth it.
I get freaked out when people I hang out with want to sit around all day. I have to be outside. I have to be busy. if I'm not I'm left bored watching tv and thinking too much. thinking leads to...
I was wrong when I said I'll be back on Wednesday, I'm back today. And I am tired. No wait, I am beyond tired. I think I could be alive but dead... If you understand me. You probably don't.
Hey. This will just be a quick blog post about summer and stuff like that. Tomorrow I go away to SUMMER MADNESS. And I am majorly excited.
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