This week’s PROMPT is inspired by my friend Jennifer, who writes a Flashback post every Friday on her most excellent blog. Recently she wrote about her summer camp memories and I thought that’d make a great PROMPTuesday topic.
I, for one, attended sleepaway camp just two summers at the awesome and amazing George Williams Camp in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin. It was there that I first began telling spooky stories to a
rapt captive audience of other sixth-graders who had the luck to take a midnight hike with me in the woods. Such good times as I told the prequel to Blair Witch — before there was a Blair Witch — (should I get royalties?) — to an unsuspecting gaggle of moon-faced kids that I scared the ever-lovin’ crap out of but good.
I still feel a little bad about that. I don’t think Lori Swisher ever forgave me.
Meanwhile, please post your fondest/scariest/kissiest summer camp story as a submission in the comments OR post in your blog and leave a link to your blog in the comments.