The Strawberry Festival is an annual carnival gathering in Pasadena, Texas. It has been a Texan tradition for many years mainly because of the large business the sweet strawberries have brought to Pasadena. I had been to the Strawberry Festival before but this one specific year in particular was different for me. On May 17, 2014, I met my best friend and future boyfriend. My family took my friend, Jaylen, and I to the festival. There were many things to do at the Strawberry Festival such as eating, shopping, and there are countless carnival rides to enjoy as well. Jaylen was looking around and found a booth that was selling temporary tattoos and she just had to have one. Although she really wanted one of these trendy tattoos, she needed permission
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I took it out of the paper bag to hang it somewhere when I noticed a piece of paper at the bottom of the bag. I took it out to see what it was and it was Isaiah's phone number. I had completely forgotten about it. The number looked strange to me. It had an area code I did not recognize. I put the area code into Google and found out that it was a Colorado area code. I thought those two boys were just playing with me but I texted the number anyway saying, "Is this Isaiah?" Soon after I got a text back and it actually was Isaiah. We started talking over text messages and I asked him why he has a Colorado area code. I learned that he actually lives in Denver Colorado and he was just in town to see his cousin, Carlos, who lives in Houston.
Although we were 1000 miles away, we kept in touch and talked all day every day. By the first week of talking, we had already known everything about each other as if we had known each other for years. Not long after, he had become my best friend and the only person I talked to for a while. Isaiah was always finding ways to make me laugh even when I was
I took it out of the paper bag to hang it somewhere when I noticed a piece of paper at the bottom of the bag. I took it out to see what it was and it was Isaiah's phone number. I had completely forgotten about it. The number looked strange to me. It had an area code I did not recognize. I put the area code into Google and found out that it was a Colorado area code. I thought those two boys were just playing with me but I texted the number anyway saying, "Is this Isaiah?" Soon after I got a text back and it actually was Isaiah. We started talking over text messages and I asked him why he has a Colorado area code. I learned that he actually lives in Denver Colorado and he was just in town to see his cousin, Carlos, who lives in Houston.
Although we were 1000 miles away, we kept in touch and talked all day every day. By the first week of talking, we had already known everything about each other as if we had known each other for years. Not long after, he had become my best friend and the only person I talked to for a while. Isaiah was always finding ways to make me laugh even when I was