Young Writers Society

This was a nice read and reminded me of how nice it was to have someone talk and want to play with you when you didn't know anyone or you were feeling lonely be yourself. Childhood is precious and a time where friends are important.

This was a really nice read. Thxs

Only thing would be minor grammar mistakes, that could easily be fixed tho.

Childhood is a special time when true friendships blossom without any expectations or hidden intentions. Jason and Amelia’s friendship grew naturally where they enjoyed each other's company, simply playing. This kind of bond, where nothing is forced, is a beautiful part of growing up.

Just an advice or my opinion adding more details about Jason could make the story even more engaging. It might help readers connect with him better and spark their curiosity as they learn about his background and feelings. Overall, the story is sweet and charming, capturing the innocence of childhood friendships in just a few words.

Childhood is a special time when true friendships blossom without any expectations or hidden intentions. Jason and Amelia’s friendship grew naturally where they enjoyed each other's company, simply playing. This kind of bond, where nothing is forced, is a beautiful part of growing up.

Just an advice or my opinion adding more details about Jason could make the story even more engaging. It might help readers connect with him better and spark their curiosity as they learn about his background and feelings. Overall, the story is sweet and charming, capturing the innocence of childhood friendships in just a few words.

Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),

Hi! I'm Kate and I'm here to leave a quick review!!

First Impression

Well this was another rare lovely little piece from you. Looks like things are for once going well for Jason from the looks of things. And we have a friend that seems pretty nice there.

Anyway let's get right to: Kate's Line by Line Reactions;

“I like your toys.” A voice said.

Jason looked up. He wasn’t used to other kids talking to him, especially during recess, when everyone was already playing with their friends.

Yet there was a girl standing before him, brown eyes shining with delight, dark brown, velvet-like curls framed around her umber-colored face.

She swayed side to side, pink dress swishing with her. She looked just like a doll, something that Jason would have crafted.

“Thank you! I made all of these toys myself!” Jason said brightly. He felt his face flush, excitement flowing through him.

“Really? That’s amazing! Can I play with you?” The girl asked.

She liked his toys! She wanted to play with him!

“Yes, you can play with me! But what’syour name? I’m Jason.” Jason said with a smile.

“I’m Amelia.” The girl said.

Finally, he had a real friend who would talk back to him, who appreciated his toys, who wanted to spend time with him!

For the first time in his life, Jason had company.