My family loved to go camping.We went every summer to the mountains.We would hike and swim.But then one time we had an accident.
It was cool and the stars were bright.My father had made a big fire.We cooked food over it.We cooked cans of soup and ate the soup roght out of the can.I only ate a little because the food did not taste good.But my little brother loved it.He ate and ate until he was very full.