I took my photo while I was at winter camp last weekend. I have been a camper at Camp St. Nicholas for the past 13 years and this was me leaving for the last time as a camper. This place has had a handful of memories for my family and me, as I am a third generation camper- my grandma being the first, then my dad, and lastly my older sister and I. All four of us have made our closest friends here, my dad even meeting a man who is now my godfather. All of my friend's parents and grandparents are still the closest of friends, all because of this little camp in the middle of nowhere. I always think to myself, what would my life be like if I did not go to camp? Who would I be? All the amazing memories and friends I have made here have shaped me into the person I am today. I used to have a very tight circle of school friends because I hated school and I thought I hated the people as well, so I stayed humble. My camp friends were always the ones that have brought out the best in me. As I got older, the best of me is what I always presented instead of the shy antisocial girl I used to be. Since junior year, I have become close friends with several of my classmates and I couldn’t be happier.