Surviving Summer Camp

Charlotte has been going to the same summer camp since she was eight years old. At sixteen, the thought of switching just seemed preposterous.

Her camp, Camp Zoongizi, was an all girls camp that sat in northern Minnesota, right on the edge of the gorgeous Stormy Lake. The camp hadn't been around for very long, twelve years at most. And Charlotte had been there for eight of those years.

The camp had originated from the boys' camp across the lake. Camp Oshki-Inini, had been around for nearly 100. Charlottes' father had gone to Oshki, and had wanted the same experience for his daughter, sending her to Zoon. The camps never made contact, and everything about Oshki was super mysterious.

Many of the girls had made it clear that they wanted a co-ed camp, not only because they were known for being cute, but they had much better resources. The camp directors wanted to test the idea out.

Their brilliant idea? Send a girl over, test it out. And guess who the lucky winner was?

Charlotte didn't think she was very lucky.

(I marked it as mature because I cuss a lot, and I'm not gonna lie, Charlotte will too.)