I was about 6 when I moved into my new house. My mom said that my dad went to live somewhere else and I didn't understand but I do now. When we got settled in our new house I went to go jump on my trampoline in the back yard. I saw a boy that lived next door. He had black hair and glasses. "hi!" I said with I smile on my face. "My name is Grace. What's yours?" He was very shy. "M...Mark" I got off my trampoline to ask if I could go play with him. "Hey mommy can I go play with the boy next door?!?" I was scared she was going to say no but she said yes and so I went over there and we hung out. "What's your favorite color Mark"
"Green, what's yours?"
"Hmmmmm, blue."
We hung out for a while and he said that he wanted to be best friends.
