Sunday, November 17, 2013
Camping
Every summer from when I was age five to thirteen, my family would go camping. We went to so many different sites, I don't even remember them all. I do remember one though, Lacrosse. We went there in 2006, I was eleven at the time. I remember this camping location because it was my favorite one. They had a little river next to where our tent was set up and it had a sandbar. My sister, cousins, and I always went out on the sandbar and built sandcastles. We tried catching little Minos in the water. One day, the people who were next to us were gone, and a bunch of squirrels were getting into their stuff and chewing through their Tupperware. We all ran over there and scared them away and kept an eye out for if they ever came back. When the people came back we went over to them and told them what happened and then invited them to eat dinner with us that night. I miss all of our family camping trips because they were so much fun and there was always something to remember about them!
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