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| Faith - 4th grade |
I
felt extremely nervous for my first day of gymnastics. My mom signed me up because she thought I
needed to do something active and make some new friends. Being the shy one in
the family I really didn’t want to go. Walking across the parking lot, heading
for the gym I began to feel sorry for myself. I had not made a friend since we moved here last month. “Hi,” a voice broke into my thoughts.
Turning around I found a girl with
curly brown hair and extremely beautiful eyes staring at me. “Hi,” she repeated
again “my name is Katherine.”
“Hi, I’m Elizabeth
“I’m so excited about gymnastic
lessons! Aren’t you?” Katherine asked.
.
“No not really,” I replied dully. “I
don’t make friends to often.”
“Oh! Well, I’m sorry, but I can be your
friend,” Katherine exclaimed.
“All right, everybody over here,” the
teacher called. Everyone gathered around. “My name is coach Jessica.”
She split us into groups. I was in the
floor group. Looking around I discovered
Katherine was at the floor, too. When it
was my turn, Katherine cheered from behind me, “Go Elizabeth!” I walked onto
the mat and did cartwheels across the floor. Katherine gave me a high five as I walked past her.
“Good job!” coach Jessica exclaimed,
“See you next Saturday.”
I walked home from gymnastics with a
happy heart. I guess my mom was
right. I made a new friend, am learning
a new hobby and I can’t wait till Saturday.
Short Story
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