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prologue

I hated my life. And no, I wasn't being an over dramatic seventeen year-old girl who became upset over petty things and instantly thought her world was crashing down. I truly and utterly hated my life. It was so boring, there was no excitement.

All my friends went to parties on Friday nights but not me. No, I had to stay home because my mom said that she wasn't wasn't raising me to be irresponsible. She wanted me to be a strong and independent woman, or something like that.

I just wanted to live a little. I wanted to go out and have fun like my friends, I wanted to get out of my house, my town and experience new things.

My mom came to me one day about a camp in the next state over, Tennessee. She said that I just didn't get out enough and that she thought I might like some time away. I tried to tell her that she was the reason I didn't go anywhere but she told me to stop blaming her for my unhappiness.

Then it was settled. I would go away for the summer. I had hoped that going away would help me meet new people and help me to have fun for once in my life.

That's exactly what it did.