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It was dark as I started walking back to my tarp, so I switched on my headlamp. The light was definitely dimmer than it had been at the beginning of the trip, but it was still bright enough to show me the path.

I could hear the other girls following me and I slowed down so I could walk with them. They caught up to me and I fell to the back of the group, content to follow them because their lights were brighter than mine.

The creek seemed louder than it had been before dinner, and I couldn’t wait to go get wet. I wanted to get my hair rinsed out – it was so greasy, and so nasty. It makes me feel gross just thinking about it.

When we got back to the tarp, I put my food stuff away. A couple of the girls were upset, and I had no idea why. I knew better than to ask though – asking would just make them upset with me, and I didn’t want to start that.

Jen came down to our tarp to check on us.

“Are you girls mostly ready for the night?”

I answered her, glad that even though she wasn’t camped next to us she had come to check on us.

“I think so. I’m pretty sure the tarp is set up well, and I’ve got my bed all laid out.”

“That’s good. Do you want to come down to the creek with me? I want to rinse my hair out.”

Now I could go down to the creek and rinse my hair, but I wouldn’t have to do it alone! That was even better!

“Yes! I would love to. I was actually planning on doing that…”

Jen called out to the other girls “Anyone else who wants to join us is welcome to!”

We started walking towards the creek, being careful to not slip on the mossy rocks as we got closer to it.

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