My First Experience of Camp

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"AHHHHHHHHHH!" The cry of my fellow companion echoed throughout the musty wooden cabin. "A massive spider!" was the next shout from the top bunk of my bed. Disorientated, and still half asleep, I asked what the matter was. I fumbled for the compulsory torch we had been issued with and switched it on. There was no electricity in the cabin; the torch light cast weird shadows and created an eerie atmosphere. I got out of my sleeping bag to check on him. My friend was quite agitated and clearly scared. He looked at me, with fear etched into his face. He was holding his pillow as if it was something that would make it all go away, but I knew it could not. His whole body was shaking. I sympathised with him and told him he could sleep in my bed. On hearing this, he leapt down without hesitating. I was now faced with the prospect of having to sleep on the floor.

I looked down and all I could see was dirty floorboards, laden with lumps of dried mud. I knew this was going to be a rough couple of days.

The sun shone brightly in the morning and beamed over the whole of the camp. This was meant to be 'something that you can take a lot out of', but, now, I saw it differently. When we were told that we would be going, as a class, to a camp, I immediately smiled. I had always wanted to experience what camp life would be like and how much I would enjoy it. At the time, to a ten year old, it seemed like Christmas had come early. However, the night before as I lay on the cold, hard floorboards of the cabin everything had changed. Now, to a...