to my stomach. My facial expression changed from a smile into a jaw-dropping gaze. He waited for my facial expression to change before he said, "I'm just playing with you boy, of course you can go." He said my mother would have to sign a permission slip first before I could go anywhere. I said ok because I thought my mother would sign it and I would be on my merry way. Little did I know that my mother was going to try to play inspector gadget and give Mr. Prince a background check. Before she could do that I had to wait for Mr. Prince to give me a permission slip. He was taking forever, I felt as though he was giving me the run around. I called him everyday and he was always saying that he needed to get some more printed out.
             Finally, he brought one by my house and I gave it to my mother for her to sign and that is when it happened. She said to him, "Come on in and sit down, let me talk to you for a second." She began to ask him all kinds of questions about the camp and about his personal life. She later told me that she thought he was a child molester. After they talked she told him that she would have to think about it for a while. The camp didn't start until July and it was only May. I sat at home in agony anticip
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