It was a peaceful day at the apartment the birds were chirping and the sun felt warm against my skin.My step-mother,Karen,decided we were going camping, I hated camping.
On the way to the campground I had my window down, as the cool breeze flowed through my blond hair. The distinct scent of pine trees wafted through the car.
That night as we sat around the campfire,I could feel the smoke flowing down my throat as we ate s'mores.The warm gooey marsh mellow felt warm against my nimble fingers. The beautiful sight of the stars above the smoky sky was more amazing than if we were in the city.