Then a few minutes later, a boy, about my age, or older, came up and said hi. I've never seen him in the neighbor hood before. I said hello back and asked him how he was doing. He was holding a guitar case and had a back pack on his back. He was talking to my mom about how it was funny to watch people's faces when they ate a sour berry. And my mom ate a berry and it was sour. He was autistic. When we got in the car, I saw him walking. He looked really lonely and at that moment I wanted to be his friend. I wanted to get out of the car and walk with him to where ever he was going, and be his friend. I'm sorry I didn't.
On my wrist is a bracelet for my friend who is running for school president, and I GOT MY YELLOW BELT!! (For math..)