We were sitting, waiting to be picked up after a long weekend at a house.
The phone rang. I picked it up. It was counselor faith. Something had happened and we weren’t going to be picked up for a week.
“If we are going to be here we might as well get settled.” Grace said.
So we found a place to put everything, but it was near the lighthouses.
Bored, I started playing with a doll on a decoration.
Joy called us back so we went. “What is it.”
Half crying Joy told us that she had found out that it was 70s week at camp. “And we can’t even be there!”
Grace left and returnd with long strips of duck tape.
“This is the best we can do.”
We all put them on our wrists. “It looks quite groovy.” I said
We all put our hands together and shouted.