One Hour, One Friend
I am Mira Hart. I am 21 but a successful Novelist and my story is about how I forget about my promise this was the time when i am 5 years old
"Mom can i go to play" I said.
"For an hour" Mom said.
"Okay" I said.
I go outside and said for some kids "Can i play with you"
One of the oy said "We don't want to play with you"
Everyone take his side
I go and sit on my garden swing. A boy come and seeing me.
"why are you seeing me" I said
"You can see me" He said
"what is this question" I said
"Nothing...so I was thinking can" He said
I cut him and said "Can you be my friend"
"yes...My name is Ash Greyson and yours" he said
"Mira...Mira hart" I said
From that day we become good friend but he said me not to tell anyone about him it was weird but I am to young to think about it i said yes
IN HOME
"I am home" I said
"Do you make any friends" Mom
(IN MIRA MIND: Did i tell him but ash said not to tell)
"No mom" I said
NEXT DAY
"mom i am going" i said and go to the garden
"wait" Mom said "when she start listening to me"
We talk alot we are now real bestfriends
But everything isn't perfect my dad found a job in New York and now we have to move to New York. I beg him i want to live here
At last night
I go to that swing and said to ash "we are moving to New York"
"What" Ash said
"But I promise when I grow up I come back" I said
"Promise" Ash
"Promise" I said
He smile and we do our bestfriend hand sign last time
✋🏼🤚🏼✊🏼✊🏼👍🏼👎🏼🤜🏼🤛🏼👐🏼👉🏼👈🏼🤝🏼
"Bye" I said
"Bye...and I am always with you"
Chapter One End
