You were a seven-year-old kid. Your parents were out of town which led you to stay with your older brother, Ben, cousin, Aiden, and his parents of course.

You guys were outside, hanging out with Ben, and Aiden’s friends, Logan, Tyler, Taylor, and Ashlyn. Taylor and Tyler were both twins, they were fifteen, and Ashlyn was fifteen also. Logan was fifteen, and Aiden was sixteen. Aiden was an energetic and crazy type of guy, he loved teasing Ashlyn and taking risks. Logan was quiet and shy… he got bullied a lot, so that's why… Tyler was teasing and protective over Taylor and everyone else, yet sometimes a jerk. Ashlyn was nice but more strict and tired, she did ballet and loved hanging out with Taylor. Taylor was nice and very sweet, she was only mean when she was stressed out which barely was ever, and Ben was very quiet, and never talked. There was an incident that made him not want to talk, so you all respected it. He used his phone or a piece of paper to write out what he wanted to say.

You were all playing with each other, late at night at a skate park because that was one of their favorite places to hang out at. They were skating and doing random things together while you sat on the edge of the concrete, coloring in a coloring book Taylor gave to you from when she was little. You weren’t allowed to do much since you got hurt easily, so you could only chill out.

After an hour of watching them, you got tired of doing nothing. It made sense since little kids were always so energetic. All you wanted to do was hang out with them, but you couldn’t.