Camp Angst (finished in 2013)

The First Day and Then The Next

Night was settling over the bunk where I was to be sleeping for the time I spent at camp. Many things had gone by since I had stepped out of the blue, rusty, old, dented, and beat up Volvo that my parents drove. There were very little girls, only 10 or 13. They all had introduced each other to themselves and were in tiny groups of friends by the time I had arrived. I tried to introduce myself to them, but they ignored me and swatted me away like a fly.

Then, a loud cough intruded my thoughts of loneliness. "Hello urchins and welcome to Camp Angst." I looked up to see a woman standing on a wooden stage that looked like it was seconds from collapsing under her heavy weight. Her arms were triple the size of her legs and her neck four times the size of her arms. She had moles covering her face so she looked like a Dalmatian and if you looked close enough, she had a small brown line of hair just above her lip. Overall, she was as ugly as a cow with a mustache, literally.

"Girls, when I call your names, say here." She screeched. "Lucy, Faith, Cora, Yeas, Fie, Lia, Ale." As she continued to scratch out the names, the skin under her chin wove from side to side making it hard to think of anything else besides disgust.

"You little rats will be sleeping in one of five of our clean and state of the art camp houses." She continued to call out all the names once more but with their camp houses. After she finished talking for what seemed a millennium , we headed towards the houses to go settle in. I went to House of Anxietas with my bags under my arms with no one to talk to.

-------------the next day------------

The water from the lake had a wonderful view of the reflections of the Sun and the woods surrounding it. The House of Anxietas had three beds in it. All of them were occupied and I hoped the girls would be friendly. The floor of the cabin had sticky food marks from earlier camp years and the walls covered in initials. My hopes of a great summer were slowly diminishing. I continued to look out the window. I took a breath of the fresh air and headed out of the house.

The day went by fast, but surprisingly, I had no fun doing the numerous activities that they had for us. We had a fencing class, arts and crafts where we made masks, and a boat rowing lesson. I normally would have enjoyed all those things except I was lonely. Back a home, there were lot of friends I could invite over. At camp, there was no one to talk to. I continued to think my own thoughts as I headed back to The House of Anxietas.