One day I saw a sad boy crying on the playground. Then a girl came up to and said what happend.
those guys were being mean to me why were they being mean to you?
because i said to them could i play and they said no.
Then he went home,
but these boys came alone to come over his house to play with him then they wanted to have a sleepover at his place then they got up and got ready for school. Then they rugby and the boy got a tri,
then they started playing
You've started to write a story Emmanuel. Remember your job was to "explain" how to be a good friend.
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