Hopefully this is therapeutic This will probably sound really petty I thought my friends were the most compassionate and most loving people I thought wrongly All the way back in march, around 5 of my friends organized to go to a sleepaway camp together It was to a camp that I had been longing to go to for around two years. Their plans did not include me. I had to ask them about what they were doing over the summer For them to tell me about the camp By the time they told me it was too late to enroll, so I strparted thinking if they were even my real friends But I asked about a different camp and my mother said that I shouldn't go without my friends, if they wouldn't even think to include me, then why would I even feel safer there.