Friday, February 15, 2013

Connecting with Hester

One time me and my family went camping. I was probably about 5 years old if not younger. I went bike riding with some friends and when I came back to my camper my family wasn't there. I was trying to get in touch with my mom through the walkie talkie and she gave me direction to where she was at. I spent a few hours wandering around the campsite to find her. It was nighttime before I finally went to somebody's camper and asked them to help me find my mom. This is definitely a time where I felt lonely.

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