Thread:SirGawain8/@comment-47.36.15.44-20170323181337/@comment-31322722-20170325183442

SmileCheshire wrote: Well, here's my camp story. This happened in the summer of 2015, when I was 11. (I'm 13 now)

So basically I was the mysterious kid that wore my bro's Marine Corps hat all the time because I was emotionally attached to it as I hardly see my brother anymore. Anyway, I was stuck playing 3rd wheel with my friend from church and her friend, who was rude and talked about things that made me uncomfortable. (inappropriate things) I was pretty much alone and I was stuck at the camp for 3 days and I wasn't used to being away from my parents with no relatives. I spent the majority of my time in the woods and such. The activity I mainly did was playing pool with 9 year old boys. Now I was considered "cool" because I was pretty boyish and stuff, and well lots of boys had crushes on me. I was 11 so I thought it was really stupid and tried to go in some remote place where I could cry and wish for my parents to be there with me. I remember being so happy to leave when some girl ran up to me and said, "Sally's (forgot her name) crush likes you! Sally's crush likes you! He just admitted it!" And I was like dope well time to go home and pretend this never happened. I wish I had your experience. What happened with me was, it wasn't a sleepaway camp, it was a day camp. And in the morning, you had the option to take science classes without assessments or tests, or really any kind of written work. I chose this. But then, in the afternoon, you were forced to do the same physical activities that everyone else does. There were groups (no cabins) based on age, grade, and gender. They mixed me up with a bunch of 4th graders (going to 5th) and I was a year older than all of them. Before you went, you had to fill out a form of preferences which they completely IGNORE. Each activity I hated, and you had no time to yourself, to take nature walks, or draw comics. You had to stay with a collection of annoying girls and all they wanted to do was what we HAD to do. Sports, two minutes of arts and crafts, more sports, swimming (ugh I hated this), more sports, dancing (hated this too, so dramatic...), etc. and if the activity was already bad, they made it worse. THEY chose the song for dance. THEY chose the dance moves, and if you disagreed with them, they cried. If you didn't participate, the counselor would take you outside and say "You have to participate." You would say "I thought camp was supposed to be fun" and they would respond "It makes us look good." On rainy days, we got to go see a movie. In my time there, there was one rainy day. At the time, there were two Disney movies in theaters: Maleficent and (cringe) Planes Fire and Rescue. Which one did we go to see? PLANES FIRE AND RESCUE OF COURSE. I could explain more, but I'll leave it there for now. It got really bad. ONCE YOU SEE THE CLOWN STATUES AT THE GATE, YOU KNOW WHAT YOURE IN FOR.