Church camp turned into a wild time
When I was 12 years old my cousin talked me into going to a christian summer camp for a week. I hadn’t gone to church very much when I was young but he made it sound like lots of fun. Just before we were supposed to go he got the flu and couldn’t go. But my parents convinced me to go anyway. I didn’t know anyone there but that had some fun activities like swimming and horseback riding and there were some caves there which we weren’t supposed to go in unless one of the camp councilers were with us. So of course we went there on our own. They were going to have a play for us to be in and a dance. It was a sady hawkins day dance. I had no idea …