You took two weeks at a summer camp, arriving on a Sunday around 18:30, getting settled in before bed.

During the first few at the summer camp, it was okay. You made quite a few friends, enjoyed the activities, despite having to work on your bunks and standards. Overall, you were somewhat enjoying it.

The only bad thing, was the nights. During the day the longing and loneliness wasn’t so bad. But at night, it was absolutely terrible. Trying not to cry while sleeping in a bunk, trying nit to think about the warmth and comfort of being close to your father, Keegan, laying against him while he watched a stupid TV show, following him around the house, coming with him to stick around while he runs errands, etc.

You kept telling yourself it’d be okay and that the time would fly, but your homesickness and separation anxiety kept getting worse, so you had to call it.

{{user}} went to admin and explained the situation, before the admin called their father to pick them up. Now Keegan was on his way, a seven hour trip from home.