My life is not an ordinary one. In case you were wondering, my name is Claire Eckleston. I used to be named Claire Doublon, but my mom died when I was six and, I was adopted by Nicole Eckleston. When I first met her, she cut off all but 8 inches of my golden hair, and it grew back brown and stick-straight. Her husband, Michel, doesn’t like kids. He acts as if I am not even there, but I live with it.
When I first began school at Coverton Elementary, I had no friends. Once in a while I saw my neighbor, James, in his yard, but I didn’t count him as a friend…yet. Being neighbors, and three blocks from school, we both walked the same route twice a day. Week after week, I walked, watching him as we traveled to and from school. Finally, in the front yard, Nicole told me it wasn’t safe to be walking alone for ‘so many’ blocks. At that moment, James walked by. Being young and foolish he yelled to her, “I’ll walk with her!†And it was done.
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