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Memory #127
Yesterday I mentioned that my mom encouraged my cabin to embrace our inner rebels and prank the boy cabin. Which was awesome and our cabin definitely bonded even if it was a silly frivolous prank. This prank however set off a domino effect that was unforeseeable and chaotic. One day during camp there was an impromptu meeting for the counselors/chaperons, which meant that I had to be separated from my mother for an hour, woe is me. It also meant that all of the kids were really and truly unchaperoned, and that my friends should leave an unsettling feeling in all of you. I remember looking out my window and all of a sudden being filled with fear as I realized an army of stinky teenage boys were heading towards the girls cabins carrying WATER BALLOONS. ALL OF THEM. Then it got worse as a row of girls wielding cups of ice emerged from the girl's cabin side. Oh. The. Humanity. The girl with the braid and I decided to team up and try to reach the adults before madness ensued. Bravely we ran out of the safety of our cabin and through the unknown towards the adults.
I remember interrupting the adults meeting and seeing my mom and instantly feeling relief. I'M SORRY THIS STORY SOUNDS SO CHEESY BUT THIS IS MY LIFE. Long story short the prank war got stopped before ice was hurtled at people, some water balloons were lost and some people were drenched but unharmed. Also I would just like to point out that my mom initiated a prank war.
Love always,
Erin
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