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The first time I went to bible camp in the mountains, the guy driving the church van we rode in called a black dude a friend of the family, windows rolled down to his face while stopped at a red light. That was when I decided that I wasn't a christian. The only other passengers were his son and daughter, both were younger than me and they went to different schools so that (and they next year that I went) was the only time I saw them. The son died fighting in Iraq and the daughter got pregnant in high school. There was a guy at camp who claimed he was a vampire and hung a bed sheet from the top bunk to block out his bed. He said it was to keep the sun out but we all knew he was masturbating. The counselor in our cabin was creepy and poked his head in on kids he thought were taking too long of a shower.
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