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Narrative Essay About Summer Camp

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summer camp. My names jack and this is how it all began. Mom was saying it is a good way to experience having a time on my own and staying outside by myself because in the future when I go to college I have to do everything on my own so she forced me to do it .I wasn’t outraged I thought it was just going to be as normal as school can be but alas I didn’t know what was going to happen until it hit me there. My friend Dean had a harder time then me he wouldn’t even budge after his mom tried to pull him out of the house it took all three of us to drag him out of the house. He just wanted to stay at home with the air conditioning on and play video games or go travel somewhere for summer break instead of listening to teachers saying about math …show more content…

“I would rather play video games rather spending my whole summer wasting time on this”. “life is unfair “I said. Well we got into the camp and Deans mom had to drag him out. We went to the front t desk and the person there was saying welcome and asking us how long do we want to stay. I said 2 hours but the person in the front desk gave me a face of telling me not to lie. And then asked my mom she told the front desk we would be staying for two months “great I thought “I’m staying here for my whole summer break that seems to be in order yippee!” I muttered as I entered my cabin and sat on a free bed. then a girl and said “want me to show you something “ and then she led me to the bathroom in a stall and then said “have a little drink” and then I let out a muffled scream as she dumped my head in the toilet. I was stuck in there for a long time thinking why did I ever agree on coming to this summer camp until finally the janitor saw me and then rescued me. When I went back to the cabin I found dean there soaked in mud he told me that some of the boys thought it was funny and threw me in to a mud

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