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well I think she'll be interrupted somehow, like by her parents or something, hide the necklace to find later, and then after a big suspenseful wait where you have to read like a scene about her having dinner or something where you learn about her family and more about her, but you really want to get back to the necklace in her sock drawer, just like her, and then, only then once dinner is over she bolts upstairs, locks herself in her room, and investigates the necklace.

Suddenly, I heard Ms. Dana's voice. "Kids! Come on, your mommys and daddys are here to come get you!" I gave a start, then began getting ready to climb down. But I stopped. You can not come down until we say so, got it? I shivered at Samantha's face. I didn't want to disappoint her, I wanted to maybe be friends with her, and I thought fairy tag sounded like fun. Besides, what if someone stole their spot? I'd never forgive myself if I abandoned my post and disappointed Samantha.
So, I sat back and got into my comfortable spot again. I would just wait here until she came to get me. I had complete faith that she would, after all, she had said she would, right? And why would she go back on her promise?
Soon, the playground emptied, kids one by one threw down their toys, abandoned their dead frogs, and ran inside to get their backpacks and magic erasers. A few boys ran out of the wheat, laughing and covered in mud, but still no sign of Samantha and her friends.
"Last call! If you aren't here by the time I count to five, you'll be in big trouble!" Came Ms. Dana's singsong voice and I nearly decided on coming down, when I finally saw Samantha. She was sneaking out of the far end of the wheat field, with Cindy and a terrified Lucy behind her.
"Samantha!" I waved my arms frantically, practically leaping for joy. She had come for me! She had! But, but wait..."No! Why are you running away, SAMANTHA!" But it was too late. She had bolted, along with Cindy and Lucy, and I was still left in the tree. Tears formed in my eyes as I realized what had happened, and I desperately began clambering over to lower myself off the branch, when I looked down. The _______ of tears obscuring my vision and a scared seven year old brain was too much. The ground looked miles away, and no matter how I tried I couldn't maneuver myself to a safe landing. So, I crawled back to my spot, with my back against the tree trunk, drew my knees up to my chest, and cried. I sobbed into my knees, drenching my leggings, and it seemed like hours before I heard a voice.
"Amy? Amy, are you alright?"
I looked past my knees, and down on the ground was Ms. Dana, the little girl that sat next to me at my table in class, and my Dad.
"Daddy! I sobbed, holding out my arms and he, with his big smile, reached out, took me by the armpits, and brought me down to stand next to him. I buried my face in his side and only vaguely, as though from far away, heard Ms. Dana explaining to him how Sophie had seen me up in the tree and come to get her, and how then at that same moment he had walked into the room, ready to pick me up to go home. But I hardly listened, I just sobbed in his side, smelled his wonderful smell, and felt his hand atop my head, messing up my hair.

Thanks, Austin! :)
