Hi, It’s Grace

Hi Gloria’s readers. Gloria is sort of sick, so she might not continue her story until Christmas or something. And she has earrings. This is just a notification. Alright, see you soon!

Best Friends#16

So they met up in the same place, because their was up stairs were Jared’s home and the bottom was Chelsea’s. But soon after they were able to move again. They were neighbors again!! So this time Chelsea was going to get a notebook so she ripped a page out of the notebook and wrote:Dear Jared,meet me at the bakery after school.

Love,Chelsea

So He did… … …

To Be Continued…

Best Friends#15

Going to write another note when it was dinner. Meanwhile, at Chelsea’s place she was going to move out of town to Kensington Park and so is Jared!

When they moved they moved in the same time… … …

To Be Continued…

Best Friends#14

Able to touch his window. Meanwhile, at Chelsea’s place she reading the note and it says:Dear Chelsea,i have seen lots of weird things or images that make my head hurt. So meet me at the ice cream shop after school so we can talkĀ  about itĀ  together. OK?

love, Jared.

Chelsea was so sad… …

To Be Continued

Best Friends #13

Before I begin, I will say that I, Grace, am writing this. So it’s good.

And Chelsea went to the hospital to see her dad. Then when she saw him, she felt bad for him. When Chelsea’s dad was all better, he could go bicycling with her. Meanwhile at Jared’s place, he was writing one book at one time, until nighttime he was still writing then he was tired of writing and he was ready to go inside from the treehouse. At dinner he ate so less and then he went to his room and he climbed out of the window and he wrote a note so quickly and he threw a rope to Chelsea’s window. When Chelsea saw him, she held the other part of the rope she pulled and pulled and pulled. Jared got there. He gave her the note he wrote and she said thank you for the note. Then he went down and went over the fence of Chelsea’s home and walked to his window and through a rope that could curl around a round thing, and it did! And then he jumped up so high, that he could reach his windowsill. He was …

To be continued…

P.s. I typed this word by word (Gloria’s words), so all is by her. Will write soon, from Grace and Gloria