Fourth grade. I was now carpooling to school. Rachel had left. Now there was Anne. I liked her a lot. She was funny, and sweet.
There was Erik, and Jonathan. I hated them. They were annoying.
Then there was Daniel. He was nerdy, like me. We got along. The teacher was hard to connect to.
There was math. There was English.
Girl Scouts. Gemma. Mary. Ella. Eleanor. Tara. Most importantly, Nicole.
The year went on. I was happy again. There was a new playground, and I was smart. There was Laila, and Rhiannon. They were both nice.
I fell in love with the library.
Late May. I dropped gymnastics, and took up rock climbing.
June. Marisa scared me. I didn't know why.
YOU ARE READING
people
Short StoryPeople are everywhere. They interact with you, all the time. But how many do you know? how many know you? This is my story. Autobiographical, but I changed the names. Do not fault anyone in this story for something I did.
