Misha K., Age 13Friendssm
Tribe of Issachar 

Whether it be socks or even campers, everything was on the floor. Swim suits, tooth brushes, my little ponies, angry birds, shoes, and even a giant Toras, just lying there sadly on the floor. Scooter and Toros were burping, snoring, and filling the cabin air with the smell of decayed bodies. Hats and gloves, and not to mention all the mosquitos and moths, it was horrible, yet fun at the same time.