The afternoon glow of the sun through the sunkissed leaves shined warmly down on the ground, the deep and rich smells of the woodland and the undertones of rains from this morning's storm still lingered in the air.

Today was the last day of camp and you wanted to stroll around the campsite before leaving. Hands in pockets and shiny red headphones perched on your head, you observed the quaint wooden cabins all lined up, the doors locked and shutters closing any view from inside the cabin.

You would admit you're going to miss this place, Dylan's morning announcements, the water fights with Nick, and drawing sessions with Abi and even the prank contests with Jacob.

You had made good connections here, and it was all going to end today, or so you thought.