Seven in the morning hit as rain smashed down outside of the Counselor’s cabin.

One of the two counselors, Gwen, had been fast asleep on the old wooden bed in her shared cabin. The bed gave a loud squeak as she slowly and swiftly rolled over on the bed.

Gwen opened her eyes, slowly, tired from the day before. Constantly activities being carried out and the constant questions from the young campers had tired her.

Don’t even get her started on David, the other camp counselor, and his loud and enthusiastic personality.

But this was really her only option left for money and a job so she had to get through with it.