Today I will be posting about the day I met my best friend. And just so you know, I have gotten the permission from him to use his name.
A few years ago I was before he moved here I was really sad because my friends Noah and Hunter were moving away and I was really sad because they were really good friends to me. But then after like a month or two, four new people moved in. One of them was named Quinn and I remember there was like a giant crowd of people so they could sign papers for the house and stuff and Quinn was tryig to smoosh his way through the crowd and I remember he got out on his scooter and he was like phew. We walked over to him and we introduced ourselves. And he said his name was Quinn and I remember thinking, "He has really long hair." He said, "Hey, yeah I'm gonna be moving here." And then months later we were like, going in his house, playing games with him, doing a bunch of stuff and eventually we were best friends forever. My mom and dad trust their parents enough for me to go in his house and go on sleepovers with him and go to the pool with him. He even took us to Great America for his birthday. He slept over here many times too. He's a really good friend and sometimes we don't get along but most of the time we patch things up quickly. It's never "Goodbye and don't come back." It's almost like we're brothers because we fight like brothers and get along like brothers and protect each other like brothers. And the best part is, he has a sister too which is my sisters best friend, and we get to hang out with them a lot and play a game that Rory made up. We're purposely renting a house that we don't even really like just to stay near them so that we can play every single day and not be "pen pals" or something like that.
That's basically it. See you next time on another one of Connor Sees It.
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