At camp, we get separated by color at lunch. I was at the red table. I sat with my friend, Chole. She lived in Indiana and we are the same age.  Chole was my friend for the rest of camp. At the end of two weeks of camp, I got to see my family! My sister, Liza, was very happy to see me. My mom said that Liza was a mess because I was away for so long. I missed her too, but next year, I will go to camp for four weeks. I left camp with a red shirt.