Beginnings.

I have to start writing it down, because lately, I've felt like it's slipping away. I don't remember exactly what everyone said anymore, and I'm terrified of getting to the point where I don't remember it at all. It started as a utopia. I felt like I had found my place, heaven, on earth. But things quickly escalated and became darker, murky and, evidently, less clear. It may sound like I'm being dramatic, but as far as I can remember, I'm not. Not at all. As best I can recall, I'm going to record here what happened when I went to camp, last summer; the strangest and most interesting one of my life.