Kaitlyn got out the door and kissed her mom. As her mom drove away, she was hoping she would see her friends. She walked and walked until she reached the school, then, she went inside and looked for room 9. Finally, She found it and went inside, sat down at her desk, and posed like a bride. She twinkled her eyes, around the room, but none of her friends were there to make her bloom. She looked down at her feet and waited to go home, until she spotted a girl, so shy, so scared so alone. Kaitlyn gave a try, to make a new friend. She stepped out her chair and went to lend help.
The girl stepped away, looking scared and frightened, Kaitlyn smiled and said, "Why so is your name?" The girl looked down at her backpack, and stood very still. She tried to blend in the walls, but it didn't work there. She looked at the hills, outside the window top, then she stared at Kaitlyn and introduced herself. "My name is Ayla," She says with a grin, Kaitlyn pounces to her feet and asks, "Want to be friends?" Ayla giggles and nods, and waits for class to begin, oh so ever so friendly to have such a good friend.
Merci pour la lecture!
Nous pouvons garder Inkspired gratuitement en affichant des annonces à nos visiteurs. S’il vous plaît, soutenez-nous en ajoutant ou en désactivant AdBlocker.
Après l’avoir fait, veuillez recharger le site Web pour continuer à utiliser Inkspired normalement.
