"I don't want to go."

"You have to."

"Do not! I could stay with Dad!"

"No, you can't. I'm going on a business trip until Tuesday, you know that."

"I can stay with Grandma!"

"In the nursing home? I don't think so. Claire Leigh, you're going to summer camp."

...And so, I was shipping off to church camp.

--

"I'm Miss Lynn, I'm the counselor here, if you need anything, feel free to come to me."

An echo of "Hello, Miss Lynn." was heard around the boring, dirty looking camp cafeteria. I looked around, my eyes settling on a nice looking boy that looked to be around my age, maybe a little older. His black hair hung into his hazel colored eyes and I suddenly knew church camp wouldn't be so bad.

--

"I'm Carter Green." Said black hair, hazel eyes boy said, sticking a hand out to shake mine. "I think you're ugly."

"I remember you from last year, Carter." I made a face. "Oh, and I think you're fat." Was the first clean thing that came to my mind. We were seventeen years old, not seven. Grow up, why don't you? He wasn't fat, but then again, I wasn't ugly either.

--

I plugged my earbuds into my ears, drowning out the noise of the seven girls I shared a cabin with, for the week. "Goodnight Claire Leigh!" I heard, and rolled over, thus ending day one of church camp.

--

I think they got it planned
How to ruin our lives
Turning truth into lies
We approve the disguise
They're just moving our eyes
We just simply don't stand
Up for oursleves against the upper hand
And pull it out their plan

Now it seems that we've run out of time
The world keeps spinning on this fragile mind
Now it seems that we've run out of time
The world keeps spinning what you said
What you said yeah
You will never know

Where are we going
I don't know anymore
Where are we going
I don't know anymore
I'll just continue to circle
Why?
It's confortable doing what been done before