Talk:Kick/@comment-5463410-20130628000206

So, I'm outside, playing football by myself (throwing the ball far and running fast towards it to catch it) and I realize that their are two boys over the house next door. It was the company of a boy my age, Sean, who lives in the house. One of the boys was a kid I don't know that we'll named Andrew, and the other one I wasn't sure of, until the basketball they were playing with rolled into my driveway when I was walking with my baby brother and the unknown boy came to get it. I looked at his shoes and realized that they looked awfully familiar. Then the voice said "I'm sorry, erm...Brookelyn?" I heard the voice and said to myself "Oh, shoot...". I knew that voice anywhere. It was so normal to me. I totally forgot that this boy went on a trip to Maryland with Sean and his family and he told the class last year during "Chat Box" (An individual student told the class of an amazing trip or moment they had). I remember taking care of the garden of the house next door, and this boy and Sean's family came to the house after the trip and asked about everything. I'm an idiot to forget, and when I heard that voice just a few minutes ago, I literally died. You know why? Because they were on my property, first of all, speaking to me, surprised that it was me. It was only then that I realized that this moment...

Was a dream come true.

Oh, I didn't mention who the boy was?

Guess for yourself.