Today is the day we depart.
We sing the camp song once more
And my bunkmates and I exchange empty promises about writing each other letters.
I say goodbye to Anna
And for a moment I think she'll kiss me.
But she simply gives me a hug
And runs away to her bus.
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RomanceI love history even more today. Group projects were announced. I typically hate them, although I never do most of the work. I do what I need to do, nothing more nothing less. Today, I was paired with her. Her and one other girl, who's out sick. ...
