Camping With Mom Story Novels & Stories

I was anxious, almost terrified there would be nothing there-----that this trip would be all for naught. It was difficult getting my parents to agree to go camping in the mountains of Colorado. We are from Delaware City people and my dad is black and my mom is white. I grew up knowing that black people didn’t camp. I know it sounds absurd. It was the excuse my dad use every time I ask “Charlie black people don’t camp.” Let's just say it took months to plead my case for this trip.

~Evette~ I used to go camping with my parents, but my mom and dad's version of camping was in an RV, not in sleeping bags on the bumpy ground in a tent. They preferred the RV life, but sometimes, I would sneak out and gaze up at the stars when they were fast asleep. In the city, they were never so bright and ethereal looking. I loved it. It wasn't that dark out right now, but being with the girls and walking barefoot in the woods was something that brought back that memory.

I hated this house before I even stepped through the front door. It’s one of those glass-and-steel mansions that feels more like a museum than a home. Cold. Empty. Expensive. Just like the man who bought it. My mom thinks I’m here because I want to "bond." That’s the word she kept using in her emails. Bonding. In reality, I’m only here because if I skipped this trip, I’d be the "difficult daughter" for the rest of the year. My mom has been singing about this camping trip for months. A one-day road trip, two days in the woods. Sounds like a dream if you like nature; sounds like a nightmare when you have to do it with Draco and his son.

Chapter 1 Lily's Pov "Lily, you and Temmy are sharing with Jake. The big tent’s for me and your dad, and there’s no room in the others with all the gear," Mom said, her voice sharp over the crackle of the campfire, as she zipped up her jacket against the chilly night air. The family camping trip was already a mess, too many bags, and not enough space, and everyone snapping at each other after hours of setting up in the dark forest.

“It is a wrong season for cubs, Lily.” Oh. Right. I didn’t actually know anything about bears. Just werewolves, apparently. Mom twisted around in her seat to look at Naomi and me. “Maybe we should stick to day trips from now on. Or even nice hotels with room service. Camping’s not as safe as it used to be.” “I’m never going camping again,” Naomi said without looking up from her phone. She’d been ignoring me since we packed up. “Don’t be dramatic,” Mom said, but she didn’t sound convinced either.

The bedtime stories, the full moon runs through the forest, the way Dad would throw me into the air and catch me while Mom pretended to scold him for being reckless. Because of one sentence from Dad, Mom died, and our home was gone. My childhood shattered in an instant. It was Ethan who had painstakingly helped me piece myself back together. It was Ethan who helped me feel warmth again, who rekindled my longing for family when I thought that part of me had died with Mom. "You took everything from me." My hands clenched into fists at my sides. "Now, at this crucial moment when I was about to become his mate and rebuild my connection with family, with pack... you've destroyed everything again.

“I can’t believe you are just here after all the years we’ve been looking for you.” I looked down as I wriggled my toes on the cold, grainy sand. I wasn’t able to meet Madz’s eyes. Even I still couldn’t believe that it was all happening. Everyone was having a great time, and even Mom seemed to enjoy her stay here while she took care of her only grandchild. We all watched the kids play and dance around the camping fire after we decided to hang out on the beach shore to admire the full silver moon in the clear night sky.

"Not funny, Shawn! I'm actually afraid of bugs, worms, bears, whatever the hell we might encounter out there." He walks up to me, putting his hand in mine, "Tough luck, you're going." This guy is so stubborn. "We could literally do anything else, like go to the mall." He swings our hands, "But camping is fun, and I've only done it alone. I want to share this enriching experience with you," he says softly. Not going to work on me, not going to... "Fine, I'll ask my mom," I sigh. "Damn, you're easy."

I said. " I know but where work the fun be." He said smugly. "Yeah right." I snorted. "Momma, Luca called wanting me to take him. I took him from Alex and he wrapped his arms around my neck. " Yes my baby, you hungry?. I asked and he nodded. We made our way to the mat. I sat Luca on my lap and gave him a sandwich. I gave everyone there's and we soon started eating and conversing after mum made a fuss about Alex not visiting her when he came back. She was really mad at Alex's dad Arturo for not call her when they were back in town. My mum was being dramatic as usual and the father and son had too keep apologizing till she finally gave in. Arturo and I chatted catching up on our lives. I was h

Mom raises me and my brother, Cameron Joyner, by herself after she gets a divorce. Cameron was born with congenital asthma and has to take medication every day. Although I'm healthier, Mom treats me better than Cameron. She always says, "You're the apple of my eye, Cassie. I don't want you to feel troubled because of Cam." From the very beginning of my life, I've always been number one in Mom's heart. However, the year I turn 15, Cameron suddenly disappears. Mom completely changes after he goes missing.