I SAW THE WEIRDEST THING A year ago, i got sent from my school to attended a summer school program in Sydney, Australia. When I’m arrived at the school, I have no friends at all. I went to the canteen alone, i walked in the hallway alone and I did everything by myself until I met these very charming boy. I did not know everything about him, not even a single nickname. I saw him sat by himself across the room, wrote something on his notebook and he had his water bottle next to him. Normally, people would fill their water bottle with a mineral water, but he put a pink liquid in it. Without even realizing, I stared at him for about a minutes and when I was start to realized my behavior, he called my name. I have no idea how did he knew me, but I walked over him. Dan is his nickname, we went to the same English class on Monday, and he noticed that I’m always alone. By the time, I got more closer to him and I found out that the pink liquid in his water bottle is a strawberry milk. I did not asks him about the strawberry milk because he seems not very comfortable to talked about it. Later on in the class, the teacher got me paired with Dan for a biology project. …show more content…
My first impression about Dan’s place is just blew my mind. His wall room coated with a soft pastel pink color, his bed is so neat with a pink bed sheet also and Dan has a collection of a tons of body lotion with strawberry flavored, of course. I have no judgement towards Dan’s thing at all but I did asked him what was going on in his place, but right after I asked him, Dan started to cry. I told him that there is nothing wrong with his behavior but i just wanted to know about him and all of his thing. And, Dan began to
It was a late, around nine o’clock, on Saturday April 20, 2013 when a few of us from Bear River High School decided to go to Senor Frogs to celebrate Olivia’s birthday. Olivia and I use to be best friends back in elementary school that is until we transferred to high school and she destroyed my reputation over jealousy. I didn’t care much for celebrating her birthday, however, I had been in love with her boyfriend Tyler ever since I laid eyes on him freshman year. Nonetheless, Olivia made sure he never knew who I was.
I remember the first time we met. I ran out of cigarettes that day and went out to go get some more. When I got to the closes Mini Mart, I saw Jon over the counter and he was on his phone, unaware of the teenagers stealing food and other kinds of thing here and there. I got the cigarettes and went up to him to go pay for them. I tried everything to get his attention but nothing was working, that's when I saw his name tag and called out for him; when he looked
A dark-haired, slim, Puerto Rican kid named Anthony Arroyo has always been my friend for the longest. Although I don 't I remember much I do remember that we met in second grade at Ramona Elementary School. Surprisingly we got along real smoothly and we soon discovered we had a lot of stuff in common. We had similar interest in video games, we both enjoyed drawing, we were both obsessed with these japanese digital virtual pets called a Tamagotchi (translation: Egg Baby).
"Come here Danni." He put his arms out and I let myself be held by the one person I knew who cared at all. He was quite a bit taller than me. About a foot. We sat and talked for a bit.
At the end of 5th grader we went to a tour at Incline Middle School. We were elated that we will be going to this school! We will be the new 6th graders. I felt so excited. We finally got there.
He was dressed like a Hasid, but didn’t sound like one. Also, yesterday I had hated him; now we were calling each other by our first names… I
Go to the profile of Rikin Katyal Rikin Katyal 2 days ago4 min read Recommended by Aaron Taylor and 2 others Finding out if programming is for you, the hard way. A 6th grade boy fascinated by technology gets a link in his email. This link leads to a website he has never heard or seen before, but he still clicks on it.
After a while he brought me some food and water. I wuz so hungry an’ I thanked him and tol’ him that he wuz one of the best person I met. He is one of de nicest man I have ever seen. Before he leave, he says that the place wuz a good place to hide ‘cause dogs won’t be able to track me on account o’de water. I thanked him again and agan, and tho’t he was not only nice but also pooty
For some reason he liked the way I was “unique” and chose to be my friend. I took an immediate liking to him because Hannah had been my only friend, but this new friend was a boy! I fancied over him all through the fifth grade, and when summer came I couldn’t wait to go to middle school and see him again. My life couldn’t get any better! I had TWO friends, and one was a boy!
A few years ago, I met a stranger in a far away land named Leslie Squatpump. We first saw each other at a local paintballing park. He was always jealous of my skills, and every time we played against each other I always beat him. After one game he asked me if we wanted to be friends and if I ever wanted to hang out I could go to house. We hung out for a while and got to know each other.
He looked just like me curly hair ,light brow skin ,and green eyes 14 and we had the same birthday . I would bring him food because in the foster home they fed him very small proportions of food. He said he thinks he knows where our parents were. This made me very nervous because when i was little my parents disappeared not like walked away but like someone took them away.
He 's a brunette with pale skin, and is at medium height. He has a habit of licking his lips or looking away when holding a conversation. Also, he speaks
He quickly said “alright, let's go then before we so drunk and fall asleep on the floor haha,just follow me.” We walked and walked until we were for from where we left, and you couldn't hear a thing and then we got to the place, a dark tunnel with just barely enough light to be able to see where you are walking. As we walked through the tunnel he made small talk about our friend ship, strangely i understood what he said but didn't really care, what i wanted was to drink some of that Amontillado. We stopped at one point and asked me “are you sick, because if you want we can go back” i, bothered by this comment said “ NO! I'm fine, let's keep walking i want some of that Amontillado” my mind kept repeating this word over and over again, Amontillado Amontillado Amontillado Amontillado Amontillado, god did i want some Amontillado.
I wish he was happy, I bet his smile is beautiful. Before I put down my camera he turned his head and caught my eye. He looked oddly familiar. His eyes softened as he stared at me. Did he know me?
I was stunned about knowing his life. I tried to say something to him but I wasn’t able to speak anything. Somehow from my expression he got something. He said I know you want to say something