• It was the first time I was really alone. I was 13 and I was in my dorm room at band camp, and I was ready to unpack. I opened my suite case to find that my mother had all ready unpacked my things and put them away. A sign of love . I said thanks under my breath, and began to study my list of planned activites. The next thing I knew was being attacked!
    A girl was forcing me into a head lock! I used an escape move, spun around, and pinned her down. " Ouch, gosh Jess do you have to do that so hard? ... I gess you win again. ...... Um can you get off now? " "Say it" I commanded. "No way!" Come on Dusky we made a deal." " Fine, you are the Universal Goddes of Kicking My Butt. NOW GET OFF" "I'd be happy to."
    Dusky and I were great friends back then, so when she said that we would be room mates I could not wait for band camp.

    After our " fighting " we were ready to get on with band camp, but you can say that is a whole story. I will tell you that band camp was the most fun I had all Summer. I learned a lot and met a new friend , (Whom I beat at UNO several times.)