I walked into Friendship Camp not knowing what to expect. It was merely another volunteer opportunity. Each volunteer was paired up with a special-ed child. I was paired up with a boy named Matthew who was close to my age. Although he rarely spoke, he would always answer my questions with a simple nod. He always had a big grin on his face, and he enjoyed stories. I went to Friendship Camp once every week during the summer time that I was in Plano. I remember once h
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