One day I was storming to the park, then I saw a tiny elf. I said "hello", and so did he. We played in the park all day long. We slid down slides, walked up steps. Then I wondered what his name was. I asked what his name is, he said "Tiny Tim". I told him my name which is Janae. Tiny Tim called me giant and I called him Tiny. We were best friends! Then one day Tiny and I were going to meet in the park. But Tiny didn't show up. I got mad at him and when he showed up we had a fight! Tiny and I stood there and fought for one hour!
After awhile I smashed him into a piece of paper. Then I went home and felt lonely and sad. I didn't have any more friends, I had smashed all of my other friends. Tiny and I were best friends but not any more. Tiny's mom and I met that afternoon. She said it's not Tiny's fault he takes so long to walk, his legs are two centimeters long!
It took him two hours to get here. I told his mom Tina that I was sorry and that she could have everything I owned. She said "okay" and then kicked me out of the house.