Maya wasn't one to not voice her opinions. If you asked people in sunnyside to describe her you would get a mix of answers. Kind,strong,bitchy,smart,vocal,daring, and last but not least a teenage dirt bag. What happens when a regular day at camp tur...
The first day of camp. I know what you're thinking. "Camp, omg, that's so fun! You get to go swimming and make friendship bracelets. And at night we can do each other's nails and hair." Well, I don't know what fucking camp you go to, but this camp isn't like that. It's hell on earth. At this point, I think I would rather just go to hell with the devil himself. Usually, I'd be all bitchy, but this year I get to be a camp counselor. Now I get to boss people around, which I love; it brings me a little joy in this shitty town. (And - she's trying to get a bunch of bitches to kneel 😩) I'm Maya, but my friends call me M for short. And this is the story of 1978.
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Authors note - Sorry this was short but the next ones are going to be much longer :)
