The hum of my mother’s voice filled the car, each word drilling into my skull like a jackhammer.
She couldn't stop giving me rules about what to do and what not to do. It was making me so emotionally drained that I could feel myself loosing interest in going for the camp.
No, I can't do that.
I can't let the odds beat me to my dream.
I steeled myself as my mother continued talking about how she expected me to behave while I was away at camp.
Thankfully my dad wasn't here to do the same. I don't think I would have been able to handle two parents at once all by myself.
"Kristen, you know you should be very careful while you're setting up camp with your friends. They are things lurking in the bushes and other packs who are our rivals might use the opportunity to attack you guys" my mot
