It all started when I was at my friend Ionica's
house. We were shuffling through all her old stuff for her garage sale.
"You know, you still haven't told me why you're having this garage sale
so suddenly," I said, pulling out a chewed up stuffed animal.
"I'm moving to Philadelphia," Ionica said starring at the floor.
"Wait! Pennsylvania, Philadelphia!" I said, setting my stuff down,
hoping Ionica missaid the city next-door.
"Is there any other Philadelphia?" Ionica said looking through a box of
"Why are you moving?!" I almost started to cry.
Ionica turned to me as if it were a stupid question. "My mom has family
over there and she wants to visit them for a little while. I don't want
to go either."
I sighed, setting a box of old toys down. Then I had an idea. I looked
at the toy tree house in the box of old toys. "Ionica!" I called as if
she were halfway across the world.
Ionica looked at me as if saying, "What is it?"
"You don't have to leave!"
We had a park that was called the Skagit River Park. Ionica and I
searched for perfect trees to build a tree house in. We came across a
tall cedar tree. "This is the one!" Ionica called to me. In case you're
wondering what our plan was, we were building a camouflaged tree house
for Ionica to live in while her Mom went to Pennsylvania.
"Great!" I said running over. We quickly climbed up the tree and saw the
perfect spot for a tree house. Step one done. That was a good thing
because it was starting to get dark.
We laid down the floor. It was a big piece of wood that covered the
whole area of the divide off in the tree. We used a whole two boxes of
screws and nails for the floor. After an exhausting day, the floor was
finally stable. I wiped my forehead. It usually doesn't get this hot.
Then after a quick lunch, we went to the store and with all our money
saved we bought a camouflaged net that would fit over the tree house and
some paint to. Step 2 almost done! Tomorrow would be the walls.
We found eight more kids to help us! The walls went up in a matter of
minutes. The ceiling slid right on and it only took us ten minutes to
calk the spots where cold air would leek through. This would be a story
that would go in the news someday.
It was the day Ionica was supposed to be leaving for Philadelphia and
moving into the tree house! I spotted her running across the field. But
no boxes were in her hands. This made me wonder.
"Ashley!" Ionica called. That was my name, of course. I turned and
smiled. I knew she would follow through.
"I can't do it!" She said stopping in front of me.
"What do you mean?" I said.
"I can't move into the tree house. My mom needs me, more than ever right
now. I'm sorry. Maybe we'll meet again someday," Ionica said giving me a
hug. Then she gave me a picture of her.
"You'll always be my very first best friend." Ionica turned around and
ran back to her house. I didn't bother to follow. I looked at the
picture. It was a picture of me and her in kindergarten on the first
day. I hoped she would meet me again. But she forgot one thing. I had
her phone number! I smiled and raced back to my house so Ionica could
tell me all about Pennsylvania!