Over the summer I went to sleep away camp for two weeks. Let me just say it was horrible. It wasn’t till the second to last day that I actually started to have fun. The main reason of why I did not have fun is because of the way the day ran. Every period you could choose from 3 different activities and sometimes the activities would be arts/crafts, cooking, and dance. I did not want to do those choices but I had no choice. The reason I started to have fun on the second to last day is because just then they started to give us interesting choices. I am never going to forget that camp because of how horrible it was.











