The Importance of Social Skills

When he was 13 years old, my mom and dad told me that they were sending me to summer camp for two weeks. To say I wasn't keen on attending the summer camp might be the understatement of the century. A trio of kids actually asked what my problem was and all I could do was just sit there, gripped with fear as they began to discuss if I was special. It was completely humiliating and I wondered if there was any way I could escape during a break at a roadside rest stop or something. But then, where would I go?