Two weeks, two days and a half far from there. Swallowdale, that magic place. I miss it! I miss everyone, I miss everything from there, I've even started to miss the showers.
Swallowdale is not just an international summer camp where you meet people and do activities or where you go back from right as the same person you'd come. Swallowdale is a place to grow up, to change for better, to realise what is the most important thing in the world while you're playing the guitar with your friends watching those amazing sunsets. It's that place where you look right to someone's eyes and see happiness, amusement and friendship. And if you don't, you go right where that person is and make him/her feel better, even if you didn't know you had the power to do that.
Swallowdale make us be heroes.
It's full of nature, sunlight -wich makes us see things better- and beauty. But you don't just find these things outside, no. Because every single person at Swallowdale is a different flower, has a special shine and beauty and has the power to make you love it so much that the day you're going from there you'll cry fairy lakes...
But you'll cry because you'll be thankful.
I thank you, Swallowdale, for being my home for four weeks, for teaching me so many things, for letting me be part of you and for being my family forever... I promise I won't forget you, a piece of my heart is still there.