A New Friend
During recess when I was seven years old, I saw a group of bullies picking on a boy and calling him names. This made me angry, and I approached the scene and told them in a forceful voice, "Back off, and leave him alone! What gives toi the right to do that to him?" Upon hearing this, the bullies got scared and ran away. I then asked the boy, "Are toi all right?" He replied while gazing at me admiringly, "Yes, I am. Thanks for standing up for me. That was very Rebelle of you." I said, "You're welcome. Those bastards needed to be called off. What's your name, par the way?" He replied, "My name's Zack. I'm actually new here to your school." I said, "I see. I'm Rosie. I've been here since Kindergarten. It's lovely to meet you, Zack." He replied, "It's lovely to meet you, too!" We shared a friendly handshake afterwards. "Are toi familiar with the Beatles?" I asked him. "I sure am! I'm a fan of them, too!" Responded Zack. I exclaimed, "Wonderful!" This made him smile, and I knew that we would get along really well. I was also pleasantly surprised par the fact that Zack was part of my class as well. He even sat beside me when we returned inside the classroom, and did the same while riding the school bus back home. We also had another great conversation during the ride. As I was about to get off, Zack a dit goodbye, told me that we would see each other again the suivant day, and blew me a kiss. I smiled at him and blew a Kiss in return. When I went back inside the house, my mother asked me, "How was your jour at school, Rosie?" I replied, "It was really great! I made a new friend, too. His name is Zack, and he's a Beatles fan as well!" My father replied, "That's amazing! I'm glad toi made a new friend today." "I'm glad about that, too." Added my mother. Afterwards, we went out again to eat dinner. Then, I went to lit and slept with a smile on my face.

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