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=Exposition/Inciting Incident= In my life the most best and truest friends were, Avain, who is very short, but very intelligent and honest, Bill, who is just like me but taller, and Eric, who I met at a school, and Alex are my truest freinds. I became friends with all of them in different time and we had our good times and our bad times. I on the other hand has an older sister who is a very selfish girl named, Christy, a mom who is very nice called, Grace, a Dad who I bearly see these days because he is in India most of the time called, Roy, and a two storied house (with one garage, it was small, and white), on a street with a weird name. I lived in a street crowded with people and cousins. The street was called Coldham RD. I always wanted a dog but I don't. I went to a school where half of the kids werelike a springtime meadow and the others were dreadfully mean and seemed like they had no life. I didn't really like my school but I got used to it. My freinds were Avain is so spectacular. But by the age of 6 Avain went to India because his grandfather died from cancer and I missed him ever since. He would usually play with me until we go to sleep. I thought he was the best friend in the whole world. I could remember this one time Avain and me pulled the best prank on my sister. It was a ordinary staurday, it was during the summer where you can see the sun glistening in your face, it was a very sizziling hot day. A day you would go to the sink and have to drink 8 gallons of water a day just to live. So me and Avain were in the backyard playing watergun fight when I thought of a plan that will get back at my sister for ruining my birthday party last year. The plan was to take all her cosmetics and put fake ones instead but the fake one don't just make you look bad but after a certain period of time the things affect get worse. One makes you smell bad, another turns your skin green, one make you ears bigger, and one makes your nose look like Roudolph's the red nose reindeer. After that day My sister always tried to get back at me but she failed. Then the year after that Avai left to india. Bill one the other hand is a really good drawer and he could draw all day and his best drawing was when he drew a dragon in the air breathing fire and a knight with armor glistening in the sun rays, his drawing looked as if it was real knight. My favorite and most fun moment with him was on a day in the summer like no other day at West Orange public park where Bill and me were riding our bikes down the park having a race seeing who was faster on our new two wheelers but it always ended up a tie, when we came across a sign saying three legged race contest. So I asked with a smile "Do you want to enter the contest together I mean you and me are really great at three legged races?" "Well..." "Come on it will be fun and hey the winners gets a trophy and a gift card to the Livingston Mall." "Ok" he said with such a happy grin At exactly 5:00 p.m. we went to the contest which was a public park. The race was 0.2 of a mile so it wasn't very long. With such a enthusiastic look Bill and I entered the contest. I think I was really energetic because of the little extra sugar I ate to give a speed boost. "Ready set go," the guy with the horn yelled And we went off. The race went on for two minutes with us second and team blue first. I was afraid I will lose so I asked for Bill to go max speed and he went so fast and so he did and bam we came in first place. On that exact moment I felt so glad to have raced with Bill. And we won a throphy with a gold plate around and a man on the top. Another thing I like about BIll is we both like basketball. Once he made a half-court shot and swish it went in. He was also good at dribbling and I can still remeber his dribbling sounds, it went like boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, and it would continue. Eric on the other hand was a very nice person but sometimes he sometimes would say "I am so hungry I can even eat a horse" and I would say "Well then go eat a horse liver or whatever you eat from a horse" then he'll say "I hate horse liver." "But you just said you can eat a horse." "That was a joke." "I knew that." I said trying to act cool "Yeah right" he said with a crude tone. Also one dark and creepy night, a night when you can hear the wolves howling, the trees cripling, the leaves dieing, and the Moon at full light and size, Eric said that he thought I was blind as a mole because of the darkness, but he is a very crude person so I would under- stand why he would say that. My freinds live in many diffrent places. Avin lives in Albany, Bill lives in Bronx,and Eric lives in Pensilvania. We had a secret hiding place when we were at the same place. It was a secret hiding place where no one will ever find the place unless you know where it exactly is. The problem was in each of my schools and at one chruch, and at a science camp I was laughed at for having glasses. In fact this is how the laughing at the idea of glasses begins.

=Rising Action= Right now in my life I am at my old school. My old school was very small for a school. The school had a very low amount of teachers and didn't have a good education system. Also my school had about 230 kids. In my old school I went I was not bullied, but instead laughed at because I have glasses. My glasses were black glasses that had a clear lense and a nice NBA ( National Basketball Association) sign on it. But this was when I was very little. At first it happened when I was at the age of about six and every time I would go to my old school, (which was not a very good school) It was called Mt. Hilltop, there was this one kid named John King who would always laugh of the idea of wearing glasses. I didn't even like the glasses but I had to wear them back then.He would usally say to me "What's with the funny glasses?" then I said "They are not funny like you think." "Yeah right." Then I would ignore him for the rest of the day. Usually he bugs me once a day. Even though I am used to his laughing about my glasses it stills bugs me. By the time it was time for second grade I knelt down on the ground clinging on my mother's foot saying "please don't let me go to school, those kids will make fun of my glasses." She then said no. I kept begging knowing the answer would be no until she said "You are grounded for the next three weeks." After that I didn't feel like talking so I gave her the silent treatment which didn't work. So I just went to school which turned out really well because there was a new kid who was just like me but taller. His name was Bill. He was a very nice kid and very brave. We spent 2/3 of the day playing outside. When he found out that there was a kid every day laughing at me, because of the idea of glasses, stood up for me and told that guy to leave me alone, and he did. I never forgot that day. There was also another time where a new kid came to my church called Church Praise and hated me because I hated the Red Socks because I loved the Yankees. This took place at my Church. And he would usually say something like a baseball has a mouth that speaks to every person who really likes the best baseball team and he thought that the Red Socks were the best. But I didn't like the red socks so he got mad at me. I had no idea why he was mad I just thought he was crazy. Then everything changed when I turned 8 my freind Avain came back from India and told that guy to stop picking on me. That also was one of the moments I never forget. Another moment was when I moved to Florham Park I didn't know anyone, then I met Eric and we became friends on the first day of third grade. I met him at my new school Boken Lane school. I met him at the beginning of school and we were in the same class,And he also would say a nice metaphor like each of you jokes are aging quickly. I loved my new school and it was 10 times better than the old one. My first day was magnificent because I met a new friend and got a brand new life.

=Climax= By the time I turned 9, I still lived in Florham Park. I still go to Boken Lane school. I had alot of freinds, but my best freind was still Eric until fourth grade. On the day school has begun I had found out a new kid named Alex. On the first day of school I found out that we are both same race, we both like basketball, same religion (Christian), and we come from same country(India). I knew on the first I should have been nicer to my future best freind but back then I didn't know he was going to be my best freind. On the first day we found out we were going to be in the same class. He had a Indian accent which was really cool beacause I knew how Indian's accent sounded but his accent was way different, because he speak different languages other than what I speak. I spoke South Indian and he spoke North Indian. There is a difference bewteen south and north indian language. In North India there are diffrent languages and accents then in South India. Alex looked small, with glasses, hair so black even the brightest of lights couldn't see anything, he wears sport clothes, and he looks very smart. After the first day of school we spent every minute playing together until recess was over and sometimes we would go to each others house. We always would get along, but one time Alex and I got into a really big fight. He would always call me names because of the verbal fight. The fight was about our opinons of everything like I liked and thought Miami Heat was the best basketball team and Macs are better than PCs and many others things. But he didn't agree with those thoughts. The most common name he called me was "Dumb liar" Which was the meanest name he would usually call me. I could remember our conversation that we had, before the big fight started off with me asking at lunch "Who's your favorite basketball player and who's you favorite basketball team?" "I don't have one." "But you said you love basketball" "I know" "You make no sense" "What did you say" "I said you make no sense." Then the bickering and the verbal action kept continuing until lunch was over. It was a long day after that. But then the next day it continued and we have not spoken since then. This is how our freindship went a little bad. During this time I practiced saying Sally sells seashells at the seashore and other tongue twisters because I had a tongue twister bet with my freinds that proves I can say tongue twisters really well. I can remember the good old days when Alex and I would do a test you would always hear me say break a leg. When we would go outside to play basketball I would say I goona win and it will continue until someone wins. I loved the good old days but now my life is literally down the drain. At that point I wished for this fight to never of had happened. Then my life started getting better.

=Falling Action= I wokeup in my house very cranking. It was a nice morning where the birds were chirping their natrual sound which was cooou cooou cooou, the sun was rising higher every hour and the light was reflecting off me. I thought this day was good. I started of this with big yawn, then I did my usual morning routine. Then I got ready for school. The day started off pretty good hoping Alex wasn't here. But he was at school. Then day became dreadfully bad. Like if you wake up on the wrong side of the bed. This day kept going bad starting from bad test grade to going to talking with Alex. My last conversation with Alex was like, "Hey Alex what's up." "Nothing." "How's life." "I hate you still." "I know." "Well I hope you fail school." "Peace." "What." "I said peace." "What!" "Peace!" "You know what just forget it." I thought he was deaf that moment. And then he left me in the hallways. The hallways became empty after a few minutes. I didn't understand why he didn't understand what I said. For a second there I thought he was prevaricating or lieing to me there. During math that day I had just reminisced that about how the fight happened. After that day with him we never spoke to each other again which was not too long. 2 months later I walked up to Alex hoping for a nicer conversation than the last one. He just kept being rude. And he would not stop pinching me. So we never spoke after that for the whole year ( Which was 7 months). Which for me wasn't hard but for my sister it like taking 8 shots and 2 are for allergies at the doctor's office and that meant screaming alot from my sister and crying from the pain. I felt enraged with anger beacause of that. Then my whole elementary school life changed. Like the time I went to India and everyone was sick except for me then I became sick and they became healthy. Those days were creeping. But I got used to them evetually.

=Resolution= During the summer I had thoughts and feelings of apoligizing to Alex. At first I thought I was crazy, but then I knew it was that little voice in your mind that tells you what is right and what is wrong, it said tome that I should apoligize. So by the time summer vacation ended I made up my mind to apoligize to Alex. I knew I would have to be strong when I do this. I practiced infront of the mirror hoping for me to get better eventually I did. Once It was the last day of summer I knew what to say to Alex. It took long because everytime I would practice all that would come out is sorr sorr sorr sorr sorry then I got used to saying it. On the first day of school I walked into our newly furnished school.I went straight up to Alex the first time we saw each other and we said "I am sorry about the whole fight and everything" oddly we both said it. Then I said "No it's my fault because I shouldn't have yelled at you for not having a favorite anything" "No no no, it's my fault because I got angry at you for several reasons" "How about we just forget about this entire thing and just be friends" "I think that sounds nice" "Me too" Then we walked down to our class in a big shock of awkerdness. For the rest of the year we made new friends, had no fights, got great grades, lived a great 5th grade and had alot of fun. Fifth grade went by so fast that sixth grade has already came. On the first day of school I thought middle school was scary but it was actually very fun and the school was huge campare to my last school. Alex and I would have many things to do and in middle school I found out that your friends will always be there for you to help you in any problem your in, and now I am in middle school and it's very exciting and there is alot of intresting thigs to do. Also you get to learn about the deep, creepy, and sleepy watermelon which is a story in comm arts where you have to write about the talking watermelon. It is suppose to be a short story. Also it's suppose to tell you about a time where you were suppose act not yourself. Ths Middle school year is going to be awesome for sure. Also I hope Alex and I could be friends to the end.