That night, all anyone wanted to do was play games. Catch Phrase, Two Truths and a Lie, Uno, Go Fish; you name it! From card games to MASH, they had it all.
But all I really wanted to do was sleep.
"Night, guys," I said, burrowing under my covers.
"You're going to bed already? It's only 10:00!" Emily protested.
"What? I'm tired. It's been a long day." I needed time to relax my brain-and muscles-and think about the sermon. But I didn't tell them that.
"Well, okay. Goodnight."
I fell asleep in minutes.
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My back ached. The room smelled of Lysol, wood, and perfume. Where am I? I thought to myself.
Then I remembered I was at Encounter Camp, almost 200 miles from home. A groan escaped my lips and I sat up in bed, bumping my head on the top bunk. Ouch!
Rubbing my temples, I slipped out of bed and walked to the bathroom. There were dark circles under my eyes, even though I'd went to bed fairly early for a night at camp. I put a hand over my mouth and smelled my breath. Ugh! Not a pleasant smell.
I hurried to get ready, brushing my teeth and French-braiding my hair. Then I got dressed in a green T-shirt and jean shorts.
At Encounter Camp, there were eight teams: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink, and black. You had to support your team by wearing the correct color. I just so happened to be on green, my favorite.
Today I would meet my teammates and play what would probably be a sport for game time. I couldn't help feeling nervous about it, but I was excited, too. I hoped to make some new friends at this camp.
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7 Days {edited}
Teen FictionRain isn't the church-going type. She's been burned out by her previous congregation, who judged her because of her family's decisions and lifestyles. Her teachers in school speak about evolution, and Rain pretty much agrees with what they're saying...
