Something bad has happened. Something reeeally bad.
As a pre-teen, you start to have lots of crushes right?
Yeah.
I am dying to kiss this boy I met.
He had curly (only slightly) bleach blond hair, pale skin, and gray eyes and his name was Cole and he was a good sibling and was a rebel in a good sorta way and he was a rock climber like me and he was super nice and friends with everyone and I'll never see him again because he is in 8th grade and lives in another town and may never come to camp again and he had braces and always smiles and he had the worlds more supportive and courage building voice and when the camp played a game he and 2 others would help everyone up and across like he could do it for hours just for the satisfaction of helping people and he would be so helpful and once I was having lunch I put my lunch about 4ft. Away from him and he beckoned me to come closer so we could talk and asdfghjkl
Yeah...
I like dis boy.
