I was not sure if my story about the Scout who needed to" go" in the night, would even be published, let alone get any replies to it.
I first want to say that I am not going to try to convince anyone to believe the story, I know it happened because I was there. It is perfectly fine to doubt it. But I have to address one thing. Masturbation is very personal, that is for sure, but during those years I spent working summers at the camp I can tell you that they will do it if they think nobody is aware of it. I don't know if other people knew what was going on but I knew because I listened for it. All the squeaks from beds or the low sound of woosh, woosh, woosh. It is a private thing but sometimes the privacy that someone thinks they have can be overestimated.
I worked at that camp from 18-25. Up to 12 new campers per cabin came in every two weeks so there were many different types of personalities represented.
I want to explain the reason why the boy in question may have asked me to take him to the restroom that night. It was a camp rule. Campers could not go alone. The restroom was not close to the cabin, it wasn't super far. However at night it was for safety reasons that us counselors escorted the boys. The first years I worked there with the younger kids they had to have a counselor escort them, the older kids could go with another camper. Then an incident happened and that rule changed and the older kids also had to go with a counselor and by the time I worked my last year the rule had changed again, to where the counselor had to go with TWO campers. Anytime someone needed the restroom, another unfortunate camper had to be woken up.
A camper could break the rules and go by themselves but at night the restroom and the dimly lit walk to it was as creepy as anything gets. I felt uneasy as a counselor going by myself at night so imagine a 12 year old. Once inside the restroom it was brightly lit but large and unsettling to look out into the relative darkness that was outside. Another thing was that the campers had all types of legends they passed on, a ghost who walks around at night, a boy who killed himself in the bathroom those legends on top of everything else made for a creepy trip to the restroom.
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I never questioned your honesty with my comment on your previous post but your response does prove my theory wrong.
ReplyDeleteI'm the one who wrote that I doubted the story was true. But with the explanation that you've provided I now most certainly believe you for two reasons: 1) When I was a very young Scout, that first summer camp after I began wanking my body demanded it. I broke the rules and I snuck off deep into the woods, dropped my Scout shorts and quickly took care of urgent matters. 2) I believe that boy probably needed that wank badly, he was risking it in his bunk with all the other boys around. So for him, the best action was to have you take him to the bathroom and you'd be the only one who'd know.
ReplyDeleteThank you for explaining. My apologies for doubting you.
Scott