The summer, I believe it was before 8th grade, was the first summer that I went to camp. You could obviously tell that it was my first year going too. The camp goes from Monday until Friday, and I was under packed for the entire week. I had made the mistake by thinking that I had enough clothes for the week, but I didn't. I was also really nervous since I only knew a couple people that were coming with us, and it happened to be my first time going. I didn't know what to expect.

Even though I was under packed and nervous, it happened to be the best week of my life. It was totally worth it, and I decided to go every year since then whether it was a camper at teen camp, going with my family to family camp, or being a counselor at kids camp.

Learning from my first year, I made sure that I had enough clothes every year since then even if it meant that I over-packed. I didn't care because it was better to be over packed than under packed. I also met great friends at camp as my time as a camper, a teen helper, and a counselor.

Camp is where I grew in my faith, and I became a born-again Christian. Camp was where I was filled with the Holy Spirit.

Some of my best memories are at camp. Walking on the trails, going swimming hours on end at a time, sitting around the campfire, eating s'mores, telling stories, playing games on rainy days, staying up late even though we were supposed to go to sleep, tipping a canoe on accident, dressing up in one color to support your color team, meeting some of the best people on the planet, and so much more.

I am so grateful for the opportunity to go to camp. I couldn't imagine a better place during the summer then camp. Camp is where some of the best memories that I have were made. It's a place where not only do I spend time with my friends, but it's also a place where I could just spend with my family.

I believe everyone should go to camp at least once in their lives whether it's Christian camp, Traditional camp, Agency camp, and so on.