Summer Camp HTML version

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and
incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious
manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is
purely coincidental.
I guess my story really starts a few years ago, when I was 14; I had a mega
crush on a guy in my drama class. After class one day he asked if I was going
to the drama camp over the summer. I wasn’t planning to but if he asked I
might ask my parents. I grabbed the booklet after school and went home, my
mum was in the kitchen looking a bit tired so I left the brochure on the table
and went to help her with dinner. After dinner, when we were cleaning up my
mum noticed the brochure, she asked me if I was interested in going, I said I
was, that a few people from my drama class were going.
She said she would discuss it with my dad and let me know, I didn’t find out
until later that my mum could not get time off during the summer holidays and
was feeling bad that I would be home alone for the summer. I am the last of 3
children; I was born 11 years after my brother and 15 years after my sister.
My sister had married, moved away and had 2 children and my brother was in
the military, I may as well have been an only child, my sister left home when I
was really little and my brother not long after her. I got to see them during
special holidays but we were not close.
The next morning my dad asked me at breakfast if I wanted to go to the
drama camp or if I was just going to make my mum feel better. I said I really
wanted to go, that it would be fun and I might learn something while I was at
it. So dad said I could go, that he would book me in and pay that day. The
closing date was the end of the week so he only had a couple of days any
way. He made it very clear that after he paid for this I was going like it or not. I
was fine with that! Hell 4 weeks with my crush at a camp couldn’t be that bad.
The last few weeks of school went really fast between cramming for exams
and taking the exams, I didn’t really have much time to think about it. I got a
confirmation letter about the camp and a list of things I needed to take with
me, I put it aside, deciding to concentrate on my exams and think about it on
the week of holidays before I left on the camp. So the school term finished
and I decide to look at the packing list, there are a few odd things on the list
but we had everything I needed at home. I started to gather everything
together, making a pile in my room, after work my mum got me a suitcase
from the basement and I packed everything into the suitcase making sure I
had everything on the list, the next day my mum and I went shopping after
she finished work and she bought me some new and some nice things to take
away with me. I also bought a new backpack to take with me, I put my new
things in the suitcase along with all of the “just in case” things my mum
wanted me to pack. The next morning my mum drove me to the collection
point for the camp, there were a couple of people from school but I didn’t see
my crush anywhere, I guess he changed his mind. Oh well this was going to
be great any way.