Eeee! the motorcycle went as my dad and I slid across the road. We were coming back from a long trip and I guess it wasn’t done. “Daddy!!!!!!!” I yelled as we fell over. The first minute we were on the vehicle. The next?we’re on the ground. I didn’t get a cut as big as my dad did but I was crying like a baby. My dad learned something that day: When you’re on the motorcycle?and you’re not sure what’s on the ground, be very careful.

Do you have a long lost friend? I do except she’s still gone. You see when we were in 1st grade we were best friends but then she had to move to Tulsa and we haven’t seen each other since then. We used to call each other every day but then it just?stopped.?For two years now she hasn’t been calling but now in 4th grade she finally called. It felt so great to have my best friend call.