Camping

I wake up to the sun hot heat

Layers of cloths and blankets on me from the cold night before

After taking every layer but one off I look up

My best friend is sitting on the ledge

The aroma of bacon and eggs come into the truck

My mouth waters

The sounds of muffled songs are up the dirt rode

People walking on the side

Others screaming as they get soaked by ice cold water

I hear the static in the radio

Our dad's are called to work

It's just us girls this morning

We go inside and there are our mom's with the music turned up

It's like a circus

We eat our breakfast and go prepare a water fight