Personal Narrative: Katya

When I was in fourth grade, there was a girl named Katya, she had dirty blond hair, glasses, and a colorful outfit. The first time I talked to her she seemed really kind, so of course we became good friends. There was another girl named Emily, she had brown hair, a headband, and pink shoes. I had known her since first grade, so we were even better friends, best friends. But I could tell that Emily was jealous of Katya, because every time I looked at Emily when I was with Katya she looked at me like I was crazy.

At recess me and Katya would hang out together, and one day, Emily asked if she could play with us, I said “of course!” but as soon as I said that, Katya gave me the most evil glare. Emily and her became arch enemies. Katya would talk behind Emily’s back saying she was “too clingy.” Emily would say Katya was “really mean and annoying.” At this point, I went to talk to the teacher. She told me to stay away from them for the day. So I did.
I decided to not tell them.
At recess me and Katya played together as usual. And Emily, asked to play with us again, but this time she asked us to play a game with me and her, all sudden, I heard Katya say the meanest, and loudest, “No!” In less than three seconds Emily was off crying. I felt terrible.

I told Katya to stop, and that she was a being a bully. I went over to Emily and I apologized to emily. To this day, Emily is my best