Sometimes I secretly feel bad for Rosy. She doesn't have many friends. Every day she was supposed to go to our Special Need Helper at our school. The first day she quit. I think she got scared.
One recess Lola the girl that I play with at recess was gone. So I just went over to Rosy and say Hi.
"Hi Rosy!" No response. Just busy sharpening her knives. I said "Hello anybody in there?" Just as a joke then she responded in a deep angry voice "Yes a deep dark scary soul". I got chill down my back. " Rosy I think you are really nice! Why don't you come over to my house some time!" Rosy's face lightened up " Um I'll think about it." I knew she wanted to. "I will talk to you tomorrow recess" Rosy murmured "Ok"
