Camp

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Camp arrived and I spent the 2 hours on the bus ride up singing and partying. As we pulled into camp, we were told to go to the gym for our bunk assignments. When the assignments were handed out, I saw that I was placed in a bunk that was a mix of all different ages, with me being the oldest. Before I set anything up, I went to my counselor to find out about it. He told me that he will explain soon.

"Welcome to Bunk Oak", he said. "I'm Scott and I know that we will have a fun time together". "I know that you are all wondering, why we are all in this bunk together, even though there are age differences". "The reason is because everyone here wets the bed". "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, it's normal". "But since people get embarrassed about needing to wear pullups, therefore we decided to put everyone with this issue together". "I will be monitoring everyone's bedwetting, whilst making sure you are all protected at night".

I tried to protest, but was shown my medical form that said that I was a bedwetter. That night everyone was told to get into pajamas, and to remember to take a pullup from Scott's package. I put one on, even though I didn't need it.

In the morning, I was woken up by Max, the boy sleeping in the bottom bunk below me. "You leaked", he complained, "all of my blankets are wet". I tried to brush it off as his accident, but he had a dry pullup. Besides you were able to see the pee leaking from the bottom of my mattress. I was humiliated, it's bad enough that I'm the oldest wetter in the bunk, and now even the pullup didn't work.

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