"Hey, can I get on the swing now?"
"No."
"B-but you you've had the swing for a very long time and you need to learn how to share...."
"Go away Sarah I don't care, and I don't want to get off the swing so I don't have to."
Sarah's light blue eyes filled with tears.
"WAHHHH! IM TELLING!"
And with that's Sarah ran off, while the little boy continued to swing on the swing,but soon interrupted my a small voice.
"Hey, move kid I wanna get on the swing."
The boy turned his head to the right side to find a girl with red pigtails and pale green eyes. She glared at the boy with an evil look, but he was not frightened by her presences.
"No. Go away." The boy replied.
She smirked, still glaring at the swinging boy. Walking in front of him, but not close enough to get hit by the swing.
"What's your name?" She asked.
"Tom, now go away. I don't care if you tell on me. I'm not scared of Mr.Smith or Mrs.Smith."
"You should be more scared of me Tommy."
While Tom was up in the air, the girl grabbed his legs and yanked him off the swing. Making him land this back of his head on the ground first. Tom yelled and cried in pain while holding the back of his head, still on the ground. Meanwhile, the girl took the now crying boys seat on the swing.Soon enough, Sarah came back with Mrs.Smith.
"WHAT HAPPENED!"
Smith yelled helping tom up.
The girl stopped swinging and looked at the older woman.
"I pushed him of the swing."
"That's unexpectable behavior young lady, Go to time out. now go sit inside and find a corner, and think about what you've done!"
The girl went inside, and Sarah followed. Sarah watched as the girl, instead of going to time out, headed for the fridge instead. She then pulled out a carton of milk and drank it straight for the carton.
Sarah came form behind the little girl and tapped her shoulder, and smiled when both made eye contact.
"Hi, im Sarah, what's your name?"
"Sally."
"Wanna be friends?"
It took a few seconds for sally to respond but she finally said;
"No."
