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 I've had many friends in my life except I'm going to talk about one in particular.

When I was 3 I went to Children's World preschool and I met Wayles. At preschool we played with the little toy cars on the car table. When it was time for recess we would play TMNT outside. He would always choose the red guy even though I really wanted to be him. We would pretend that there were invisible bad guys and we would fight them. "I got him. There's only one more to get," I yelled. "Let's get him."

In 2nd and 4th grade we went to Elitch gardens to ride as many rides as we could. In 4th grade we did the tower of doom. When we got off we yelled together, "That was awesome!" We went on a lot of other rides and had the best time of our lives.

We also used to go to his neighborhood pool and do front flips off of the diving board. We also did dives on the diving board too. We would invite his other neighborhood friends and they did the same stuff that we were doing. All of us were filled with excitement in our outstanding tricks. Even though that we always had a great time.

We started to play less and less. I began to realize it so I called him and we made more and more time together and it worked out fine.

We are now 10 and playing our hearts out all of the time.