My name's Kate. Perfectly plain, always predictable, Kate. I'm nothing special, I'm just... me.
As previously mentioned, I'm not perfect or different. No vampires, no wizards, no magic. Nope, I'm a real girl, with real dreams and a passion for hair. Yes, hair. My mother, Cam, owns a well known hair salon. I guess that's where I get it from. And my hair, oh god, my hair. I love it. It's one thing I would never give up or change. Down to my butt, long and silky. Auburn. Ha, listen to me. Going on about hair... precious hair...
Anyways, this story has nothing to do with hair. Ok, maybe a teensy bit. But this is about a Summer Camp.
And how it changed me.
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Summer Camp (DISCONTINUED)
Teen FictionWhen normal, plain, relatively shy 17 year old Kate is sent to Camp Falcon, a Summer Camp, she thinks she'll hate it; but it turns out to change her life forever. This is my first story I've uploaded, please be considerate about any of my grammar o...
