~ Camp ~ Mar. 29

In the fifth grade at the end of the school year they sent a certain amount of students an letter asking would they be interested in going to a camp in the summer. The students they sent the letters to were the ones who did outstanding on their sol's. They did the same at other elementary schools. So it wasn't only us at the camp but other girls from different elementary schools too. I had never been interested in camp. It was the hiking I didn't like. The only things I really wanted to try at least once was horse back riding and rock climbing. However, these was just two things I wanted to do on my own, not at a camp. My mom did force me to go because she thought it was a good opportunity. The name of the camp was called Friends. It was only a four day camp. The first week all the girls went and the next week all the boys went. They assigned each person to a cabin. Cabin one, two, or three. I was assigned to cabin number two, but I didn't like it. So they asked what cabin I wanted to be in and I said three. I liked this one much better. For the first two days we rowed boats, got in the pool, took a first aid class, and more. The third day we had a fear factor competition. Our cabin came in second place, and cabin one came in first. All they won was wrist bands. The fourth day was had an Talent show. Our cabin didn't an step. Unfortunately, we came in second again and cabin one first again. Afterwards we just sat around the fire eating smores. The owner of the camp was then set on fire. Not his whole body, but his arm. He was pouring gasoline on the fire and the fire went up his arm . We had told him not to do it, but he said he was only going to pour a little. He would stop, drop, and roll because he was too busy panicking like the rest of us. The fire was eventually put out and he was okay. Although, his whole entire arm was burnt up.