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A paragraph (more than one paragraph is fine, or just a few sentences) in prose form
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The choices this week are:
THE SUN [or] CHILDHOOD MEMORY OF SUMMER CAMPS
I always looked forward to going to a summer camp. My parents promised me I could go as soon as I was old enough. The first year I went to one was brilliant for the most part. Pitching the tents was easy, after all, we won the Regionals for the Tent Pitching Competition and we came second in the Nationals.
Pitching was quick so now the time was there to do what we want. We went in different ways, with some of us going to the woods, and others went to annoy some of the tent other pitchers. I found an area with Dragonflies. There were a lot Dragonflies. I didn’t see the Damselflies. Or the wasps. Or the bees.
bees and wasps
attack the intruders
forcing them to flee
I was 11 at the time and my back was covered so badly that it looked like a mountain range. For three days I had to have my back wiped with salves to ease the stings and bites.