Adam (a.k.a. Bounce)

Hi my name is Adam. I am 15 and always ready for a good time. Hoping this camp will be worth my time. I have brown hair, a lip ring, a pink bandanna around my neck and I'm wearing a grey hoodie over my camp Deehawken shirt. #camperadam #DeeCabin22

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“This is important business… If we don’t have a counselor we can do whatever we want right?!” She looked at him, “Imagine a summer of freedom! And fricken’ Adventure!… And ummm…” She tried thinking of something he would like...

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"I'm in. By the way for those that don't know the names Adam." He looks to Sonia, "So what are we gonna do on this mission?"

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Welcome to Camp Deehawken Adam

I wake up from a nap, music blaring in my ears, only to look out the car window to see a sign, Camp Deehawken 1 mile. I sigh as I start to repack my messenger bag. This messenger bag held my sketchbook, my Ipod charger, extra pencils, a journal to write any stories or thoughts, and a book or two. The main reason for me coming to this camp is because my mom thinks that I’m going through a punk phase and she thinks that this will help stop it; even though I’ve told a million times that it is not a phase but a lifestyle she wont give it up.

The car finally pulls into the camp, slowing down to a stop once we reached cabin 22. ‘So this is where i’ll be staying?’ There was no sign of the counselor so I took my stuff inside the cabin and claimed the top bunk in the far right corner, setting up my bed. didn’t feel like waiting so I went out to explore the camp.  

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“HEY!” She ran up to him. “Are you the counselor?” She looked over at him holding onto a piece of paper in one hand and a notebook in the other. He really did not look like he would be but she was running out of alternatives for who it could be in her cabin. Though maybe they really did not have one. “What’s your name? I saw you coming out of my cabin.” If he was not the counselor she was going to take matters into her own hands. And decide that it would be freedom for all of them the rest of the summer. 

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He looks towards the girl, "Well I'm not the counselor so I must be your cabin mate." Adam holds out his hand and smirks, "The names Adam and you are.?"

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Welcome to Camp Deehawken Adam

I wake up from a nap, music blaring in my ears, only to look out the car window to see a sign, Camp Deehawken 1 mile. I sigh as I start to repack my messenger bag. This messenger bag held my sketchbook, my Ipod charger, extra pencils, a journal to write any stories or thoughts, and a book or two. The main reason for me coming to this camp is because my mom thinks that I'm going through a punk phase and she thinks that this will help stop it; even though I've told a million times that it is not a phase but a lifestyle she wont give it up.

The car finally pulls into the camp, slowing down to a stop once we reached cabin 22. 'So this is where i'll be staying?' There was no sign of the counselor so I took my stuff inside the cabin and claimed the top bunk in the far right corner, setting up my bed. didn't feel like waiting so I went out to explore the camp.