My New Friend

Today, I heard my parents talking about the new neighbor who will be moving in tomorrow.
There were no teenage boys in our neighborhood, which made me quite unhappy. As a result, I
had trouble finding friends in the area. I wanted that new neighbors had a son my age when my
mother mentioned them so I might have a friend like everyone else. The following day, I got out
of bed right away. To see how things were of our new neighbor, I peered out the window. They
had come, and they were setting up the house, as I could see. I went them and assured them
that I would be delighted and able to help them if they needed it. I started helping them, and
within three hours, we had everything in the house organized. When I helped them, I ran into
their kid, who was exactly my age, and we chatted briefly. This made me very happy. We
introduced ourselves to one another and chatted with one another about ourselves. Ahmad was
the name of their son, and we quickly grew close.

Ahmad and I agreed to meet up at night in our neighbor's garden. Ahmad and I spoke about his
former neighbor in the garden, and I gave Ahmad all the details about his new neighbor. I
assured him that I would show him the entire neighborhood first thing in the morning. Ahmad
and I met the following day at the grocery store. We went on a walk about the neighborhood,
and I showed the neighbor the fire station, school, and garden that were close to our homes.

Following an hour or two of walking, we returned to the grocery to get something to eat. We
then went to the playground in the afternoon to play and enjoy ourselves. We stayed together
until it grew dark, and when we were exhausted, we headed home. Ahmad moving into our
neighborhood and our subsequent friendship made me happy.