That camp was writing
the camp was usual enough;
A playground, 5 cabins, tents, cars, toilets
And a sea saw that I was banned from and everybody
Because Fin cut his lip on it.
When I was walking I forgot my drink bottle.
At night played spotlight
But I was doing what boy’s do
Jumping up and down bashing trees with sticks
Chasing each other around the camp.
Pine cones dropping and breaking
Doing nothing important
By Ethan Crossland
