I love playing in the sand. I love being out, but what I love most are my best friends, Jane and

Tim. I’ve known them since I could remember; even though I’m only 9 it feels like I’ve known

them much longer. We stick to each other like glue and nothing can separate us, and nothing ever

will…”KEN!” I jumped in shock as they called me, “it’s done!” I wasn’t sure what they were

talking about until I looked over and remembered the sand castle we had made, it was done. It

looked perfect; I was smiling and so was Jane and Tim and at that moment we just looked at each

other and smiled. Happy with our work we decided to make something else and then suddenly,

BAM a loud sound startled me. BAM again, I was getting afraid until I heard my mums voice

“come inside! It’s starting to rain. Tell Jane and Tim to come inside as well.” We all quickly ran

inside without thinking about it. As we just got in, the rain started pouring and it didn’t seemed

like stopping, as we sat there staring out the dripping window , there was our castle. All the hard

work that had gone into it was slowly disappearing and what was once a beautiful castle is now a

puddle of sand.

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  I’m 12 now and it’s my first day of high school. I’m so nervous, but it just so happens I was

lucky enough to end up at the same school as Jane and Tim. I could see it in their faces, they were

both nervous too, but then who can blame them, it’s a new school, new environment, new

everything. As the teachers called our names we were given a diary. Almost as quickly as we got it

we checked to see who was in whose class. Tim and Jane were in all of each other classes and

with that they gave each other high-5s. I checked mine and to my disappointment I only ended up

being in a couple of their classes. At that instant the bell rang and we hurried of to our first class.

   Lucky In the first class I was with them both, and we quickly got seats really close to each other. I was sitting right next to Jane and Tim was just behind us. As the class all chirped with

excitement Jane looked at me and said “How you feeling?” I stared at her. Lately I’ve been

noticing so many things about Jane that I never used to , her golden hair, her blue eyes, her lush

lips, her clothes , her smell … her everything. She’s beautiful, everything about her is just

beautiful and that’s the way I feel when I’m around her. I just want to be around her all the time now;

I just can’t control it …” Hello? You look kinda tired, he he so you gonna answer me?”, “Oh, yeah

I’m feeling pretty good, just a bit nervous.” With that we both gave each other a smile and with

only seconds passing the teacher came in and class had begun.