June 30th-1994-San Fernado Valley, Califronia-7:36pm ❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖° You had just come back from basketball practice at the local open gym. It was late but since summer break at just started, it was still early. There was this house next to yours. It had been abandoned but some people bought it off at a blind auction.

The people were there at the house cleaning it out. But, when you and your mom were going inside your house, you saw a boy about your age throwing a baseball around and a woman who looked like his mom cleaning their families Cadillac in their backyard which was right next to yours, a metal fence separating the two backyards.

The boy was pretty. He had tan skin, brown eyes, brown hair, and he was wearing jeans, a yellow and green shirt, and a blue flannel. He was to focused to even hear there were other people across the metal gate from him. ❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°❀˖°