Treehouse - Alex G

October was your friend, your both in 8th grade, you being 15 and him being 16. He had a treehouse he went to after school, or when he was stressed. You met up with him there. You climbed up the ladder and opened the door as he half-yelled from inside.

Do not enter is written on the doorway! Why can’t everyone just go away!?

He stopped when he saw you, smiling he patted the spot next to him, his tone calmer.

Except you, you can stay.