That summer started out like any other. Well, for me at least. It was my daily French Woods theater camp “dropoff day”. French Woods is the best theater camp in New York. Only the best for the best. I had to leave my best friends behind in Manhatten, but I had my camp besties here too.
My mom wrapped her arms around me.
“Oh, honey, I’m going to miss you soooo much!”
“The camp only runs from June 29st to August 29th ! I’ll be back soon!”
“Promise to call and write and e-mail.”
My mom always got emotional and teary when it was “drop-off day.”
“I promise mom! I love you!”
“I love you too honey.”
I gave her another big hug than grabbed my 2 suitcases and 3 duffel bags and tried to manuver them so that they could be carried to my dorm room. I was sharing a dorm with my 3 best camp buds, Bailey, Danielle, and Taylor.
I finally reached my dorm building, and checked in at the front.
I was sent to room 215.
I reached the room I tired to knock, but I didn’t have to. The door flung open and I was covered in hugs.