I 've Come To Realize That Blood Doesn't Make A Family
Last week, on Sunday, I went to Ripley to parchment valley, for a 5 day long band camp. The first night was a little awkward. We all stood in our little groups. Monday, when we got up at 6:00(my cabin) we all said good morning. I didn't think that day would be good, but it was kinda great I had made 5 new friends. There are 48 band members, and they are all kind, they don't judge and are there for you. So by the end of the week we were all friends, we have saw everyone at their worst and at their best, we've helped each other through ups and downs. It was amazing. This is my second family. The band kids, and I'm proud to call them that.