The True Friendship
A story about the point that true friendship can come from anywhere.
One day I looked out my window and saw a big moving truck across the street.I saw a some people unloading the truck and taking it into the house next door.
"Honey,"My mom came in my room, "Mr. and Mrs. Nitton, and their three kids, are moving in next door!!" She exclaimed excietedly.
"Who are the Nittons??" I asked sheepishly.
"I knew them in high school. They were such lovebirds." She said, remoboring."I still talk to them every now and the. But there's something odd about them, I can't quite put my finger on it, though."
"You said they kids?!"
"Yes, twin girls your age and a ten-year-old boy. I was just about to make a welcome cake for their family. Want to help??"
"Sure." I said lamely.
"Honey,"My mom came in my room, "Mr. and Mrs. Nitton, and their three kids, are moving in next door!!" She exclaimed excietedly.
"Who are the Nittons??" I asked sheepishly.
"I knew them in high school. They were such lovebirds." She said, remoboring."I still talk to them every now and the. But there's something odd about them, I can't quite put my finger on it, though."
"You said they kids?!"
"Yes, twin girls your age and a ten-year-old boy. I was just about to make a welcome cake for their family. Want to help??"
"Sure." I said lamely.
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