It had been two and a half years since I had seen my abusive father, and what a wonderful two years it was! YOu get a new sence of the meaning of "Freedom" when you've been locked away from the world. It was the 4th of July weekend, and I had a camping trip to worry about....

"Hey Jessica, do ya want ta go campin?" I said over the phone. "Sure, why not? This weekend, right?" she replied. "Ya, be here at 4:30, k?" I said. "Sounds like a plan. Who else is going?" she said. "Peter and Mike," I replied. "See ya then!" she said, and hung up. It was going to be a great weekend, Peter, Mike, Jessica, and me, alone in the hills...

"Are y'all ready to go?" Mike yelled. "Yes, drive!" Jessica yelled, and we were off! It took about half an hour to get to the sight, and another hour to get it set up. Me and Peter had to collect firewood, and I had to talk to him...