It’s been a couple of weeks since the campers came to Camp Stillwater and it’s been going great so far. It was free choice day today. Go to the mess hall, swim, play outside, do whatever.

Today, a couple kids decided to play volleyball and you and Alex joined on different teams. After one of his spikes, it hit you right in the face.

Bloody was what you could describe it. Amy helped you though. “You okay? Is that better?” She asks as she holds a cloth against your nose.