Grace Chasity
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Grace hums to herself with a smile, setting her pink duffel bags underneath the bunk beds at Camp Idontwannabang. She hums some Christian song, one her parents had played on the short drive out from one side of town to the other. Grace was early, and she liked being early. While other campers were in the mess hall, Grace got to claim her favorite bunk. The second to the left, on top.
Her head perks up when she hears the door opening, and she turns to her cabin-mate. "Hello!" She says, grinning.