My name is Jozy. I am 13 years old and I live with my brother Brian and my sister Colette. I live in a normal town with a school that is 105 years old. The school is creepy but I think it is cool! Everyone goes to that school and all of the grades are crammed together. My brother is in 6th grade and he is really smart so he sneaks off to my grade so he can feel special. He even does better than me! Well, now you know my back round, time to get on with the story!
It was 7/17/1992, Brian, Colette, and I was about to go to our small house, which is a quarter mile away from school. My brother kept making fun of me because I missed one on my spelling test. He was being so rude! I was walking fast while Brian was making fun of me, then I saw this odd looking girl on the side of the street. She had black hair with her hair covering her face. I started to walk over to her when my brother called "Stop now Jozy, that is the black mob girl".
I knew he was making fun of her so I kept on walking. I started to say hi but then she just broke down in front of me.
She looked so sad. I said, "Are you okay? Do you need help?" "no, I'm fine" she replied.
I felt so bad for her. I didn't know what to say. I was pondering about what to say when she sat down with her hands on her face. She mumbled "I'm sorry"
I was so confused why she was apologizing so sincerely. I said, "It is okay, my brother is a jerk!"
I said it so loudly that my brother said "HEY" from behind me.
"All I wanted to do was ask you if you wanted to come with us and play," I said sincerely.
She stood up and said "Hi my name is Katie,"
She said it so softly that I could barely hear her. I started to hang out with her behind the school. An excuse for being late. I didn't have to walk with my dumb brother anymore!
