Rules Are Meant To Be Broken

Everyone makes mistakes, right? At camp we weren’t the most perfect cabin. Every night we would get into bed, and turn off the lights. We would stare at the door until we saw a silhouette  (shadow) of one of the adults. We would say, “Spies!”, since our cabin’s theme was secret agents, and you would here muteness (silence). We would wait ten minutes, then we would look out the windows to see if the coast was clear. Then we would all talk about whatever our hearts desired (wanted) and what ever was on our minds. Would you follow the Rules or break them?