I met my best friend a few years ago when I was nine years old. Her name's Ishi, and she's my small-eyed, freckled-face pretend-sister, who loves One Direction as much as I love Justin Bieber. We have lots of things in common, from writing our own stories to sports, but in a way, we're the exact opposite of one another. She's really sensitive -- if you say a joke that might offend her, you're in big trouble. She admits she's a crybaby, and since I'm pretty strong inside, I help her out.
I'll never forget the day when she asked me for a blue ballpen, back in 2010.