Patrick's+Snapshot

//Last summer I went to camp. It would be my fourth year there, so I knew what to expect. What I didn't know was that I would have one of the most memorable times of my life. Over the span of two weeks, I had so many expieriences that I would never forget like the time I wore my bright green and black bathing suit to the dance. I made tons of good friends, which is why I was sad when I left. I figured I would never see any of them again...//

I grumbled in frustration at the sound of another answering machine. I slammed the phone back down into the receiver. We were going to the water park that day and my brother and I were both allowed to invite one friend. But it seemed no one was home that day. My brother ended up inviting two friends and I invited none. Then, when we got there we were just in time to see one of my friends //leaving//. You could probably imagine how I felt at this point. I swam for about an hour when I heard a voice: "Patrick?" I had heard that voice before, but where? Suddenly, it hit me. I looked down to see what swimsuit I was wearing. Sure enough, the bright green stood out below the sparkling water. I turned around and there he was. His matted black hair going every direction, which, was no surprise seeing how he wore a hat the whole session at camp. Nash. I forgot all about the morning's stress then. We didn't get separated the whole time, which is pretty hard to do. He is one of myy best friends and I can't wait to see him at camp next year.
 * //2 MONTHS LATER...//**