Mark looked out the window, it was raining and he was not allowed outside. Suddenly a boy appeared in his window.Mark jumped back, the boy smiled "hi I'm Sean!" He chipped. Mark waved speechless. How could the boy be in his window it was on the second floor.
15 years later
Mark sat down in a chair ready for his first day of school, he'd been the oldest in his elementary class and the school, so he was not looking forward to being at the bottom again. "Sorry I'm late, I missed the bus." a boy about a year younger walked in. Mark heard some groans from the back of the room, apparently some people didn't like this kid. "It's ok Sean, take a seat next to Mark will you?" their teacher said. Sean sat down, Mark smiled at him but the boy just got out some paper and started to draw. Mark looked over and saw it was a picture of him holding a knife smiling, Mark frowned "um hi I'm Mark you must be Sean."
"Jack, call me jack." the boy mumbled. "Um ok, so jack what do you like to do?" Mark asked. "I like to draw I guess, and hunt."
