I'm not going to lie to you, so I'll tell you straight: I'm pansexual, and non-binary. Sure, it's a little weird, but that doesn't compare to what the biggest problem in my life is: not being with my real family. I haven't even got a clue who they are except for their last names that all my other 'families' have changed: Addams. Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking: but no, I'm definitely not related to the Addams that live in a museum and people come to see 'em. I could only dream to be related to that Addams family.

              Anyway, you're probably wondering: So what the hell do you do about it? I run away from each and every one of those fake families, er.. well... bike away. So what if I'm like a kid in the late 1900's, like to ride my bike, listen to The Beatles, Queen, and Micheal Jackson? I already look like a kid that was reborn from that region with my vintage glasses. So yeah, I bike away from each and every 'family' that tries to make me apart of them.

                 When I heard about this camp, all I heard was: 'Free Vacation from biking for the lgbtqa+ community! An excuse to not be with 'family' for a while!' So I decided that I was going to bike, all the way there. It's not that hard when you've been practically riding your bike everywhere in your life. Just add a plastic bag full of books, about three outfits and a hoodie, some complete record albums of my favorite artists, and my shitty android (It's a Motorola, and I bought it myself.)  I pushed up my glasses with my thumb as I started to ride my way to the camp on my bike.

            I rode my bike along, sometimes catching some looks that said: 'where the hell are they going, on a bike, with a plastic bag full of literal trash'? Yeah I didn't mind those looks. Infact I kinda laughed at some of them, as the wind blew through my hair. I love summer. I didn't at all mind that it was going to be a long trip, mostly because I loved the weather at the time.

               I smiled as I kept riding my bike as it soon reached afternoon. To be honest I love every bit of summer, including the cool afternoons and evenings. So I didn't even mind that it got kinda dark. But I did mind when I found myself about to ride into a forest. I immediately got off of my bike, but made sure to walk with it, I breathed in the fresh air, knowing that this was probably where the camp was.

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