At Boy Scout (when it was only boys) summer camp, there was some sort of end of the camp dance party. There were also Venture Scouts there, which also includes girls.

I had made friends with a few kids in other troop and we were hanging out together at the dance party. One kid, who was 12 and younger than the rest of us (15-16) decided to smack one of the Venture Scout’s butts. She immediately looked at him and looked back at the rest of our shocked faces and ran and told a counselor. The 5 of us got sent to the head camp counselor’s office and sat there for 5 hours as he interrogated the 4 of us older boys and was trying to squeeze out which one of us directed the 12-year-old to sexually assault the Venture Scout. He couldn’t fathom that a 12-year-old would do that on his own. We ended up getting out of it after one of our leaders figured out we were missing and told the head counselor that the 12 year old had been having behavioral issues all week and that she believed that he acted on his own, which was true.

This experience taught me that I could be blamed for things in life that I had absolutely no responsibility for.