Prologue Summer before Sophomore

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The summer before my Sophomore year was probably the best of my life.

My parents had scraped up enough money over the years to send me to a summer camp for 2 and a half months. Camp Peimacee.

That summer holds the most memories (good and bad) that I have from one place. And it's no wonder why.

I met my best friends there. Had my first boyfriend there. Had my first kiss there. Had my first real party there. Had my first fist fight there. Cussed out someone for the first time there. Got drunk for the first time there. Stole something for the first time there.

Yea, they weren't all good memories. But the lessons I was taught there made me a different person.

It made all three of us different people.

And here's the story...

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