Starting to explain

I feel a huge gap between myself and any possible person reading this...because I cannot explain every detail of camp, nor can I explain to the full extent the reasons for how much I love it. I guess its just that I can remember every single year for some purpose. So I will start by being extremely nostalgic and remember each year.

My last year as a camper was when I was 13. I went week seven, as did my sister, and to my pleasant surprise Eric Wulc. I was determined from the second I got there not to talk to him, if he didn't want to talk to me...silly stupid girl games. The first thing he said to me was "Alex, Alex hey Alex!" I walked over and said hi, him sitting under that tree by the wall and for lack of anything better to say said " I like you tennis shoes."

Square dance that night was the only night I ever truly enjoyed square dancing..Eric and I were paired together. I remember sitting at sack outs and telling this other girl about him, I remember writing notes to Susan, and most of all I remember the moonlight hike. I don't remember walking up to the falls...or being there, but I do remember walking back. Eric was pretending to be a counselor and "line trails" only he was saying something ridiculous like "watch out for poisoness jellyfish" When I walked by him though he got yelled at, and began to walk with me. We talked about Susan and Anthony and other things, but everyone else didn't matter, only this conversation did. During the dance we danced together to "with or without you", he was wearing a white shirt...it must have been filthy. At the friendship circle we held hands, like everyone, crossed right over left. He told me that if he wiped his nose with my hand I had permission to slap him.

Nothing ever happened between us, and I almost like it that way. He was a middle school crush who I will never have ruined by the unkindness of reality.