For my 14th birthday, I went camping for 1 night with 1 of our friends, Mickey, and her family. My Mom and Dad were at the NASCAR races in Bristol.  I had fun on Friday night, sat around the fire, opened presents and listened to everybody crack jokes. On Saturday morning I didn’t have fun. I was leaving that morning so I cried. My brother was staying until Sunday along with everyone else. I was going to Marianne’s house, one of my PCA’s at that time, Saturday.
My grandpa and grandma got to the campground to pick me up. I cried all the way home.