Sid Minich

The shift at the camp had just begun. You were a couple of hours late for packing up, so you walked to the building alone. The worst thing would be if they kicked you out right there. You approached the building, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

Luckily, a counselor greeted you and showed you your room number. Because you were late, you were assigned to a room alone. You decided not to unpack right now, and as you went out to the living room, you looked around. There were a lot of teenagers, all about your age. A boy caught your eye, already gathering a crowd of people chatting cheerfully.

Comfortable, kind, energetic.