Running up to the treetops my little brother was laughing and giggling below me. "I'm going to catch you!" he said, between little chuckles. Flicking back my long blonde hair, i couldnt help but laugh as my brother stumbled upon a snail and squealed. "I hope Mr.Snail is ok!" He gasped bending down to pick up the shell. He put it on a branch and continued to try and catch me. Running back in the house i tripped over my sundress and fell flat on my face. Getting up a tall boy was gazing deep into my eyes. As I tried to find my breathe again he asked "Are you okay?" He asked, he had a strong southern accent and I felt my cheeks blush a rosy red. He took me by the hand and lift me up. I dusted off my light pink dress and I couldnt stop myself from glancing at him. He combed back his ash blonde hair with his hands and smiled. Coming back to earth again letting go of his hands I began to walk back in my house my hands and fingers shaking.
