*above name is changed for protection of the individual*
So I went to this camp and I had been there a few times. The thing with me is that I need to see to believe in things. I had been to this camp a few times and nothing had happened. Now in my family being different for example Christian was out of the question. My family laughed and anyone who came to our house and was Christian and tried to enforce it on me, as much as I wanted to make them proud I didn’t want to make fun of people. At the most recent camp, I was on I went on I met someone who was passionate about his religion he helped me believe and feel god, he gave me a bible and prayed for me. When he prayed I felt this wave of relief rush over me. That really changed me and now I feel like a totally different person. That’s my story.