I wish I had been that brave at age 12!That is a bit complicated, but I will try to condense it. I had denounced the Catholic church by this time. (I was 12 and previously had planned to become a nun, much to the joy of my family.) The camp was actually run by an Evangelical church, and I was forced to go because my neighbor's daughter did not want to go so far from home on her own and paid for my way. My very Catholic family thought if went and had fun I might want to still become a nun. It did not work, and I was deemed a "spiritual disruption" after a chat I had with some dormmates the first night there. After being talked to and prayed over, I was still "obstinant" and sequestered in the dorms under the strict order not to have any unsupervised conversations with any other campers. They said I could go to the church services as part of my "redemptive punishment."
I had packed some books and paper, giving me plenty to do.
I went to day camp for 2 or 3 summers. Did Youth Sports for 4 or 5 years (spring-baseball, summer-soccer, fall-golf, winter-basketball). No sleepaway anythings; my mom was very distrustful of other adults.