I am Nancy, and this is my friend Bree. My grandpa and my dad are going to make a new playhouse and I am very excited because I am planning a party to celebrate.
“Oh no!” I say, “Here comes Grace!”
“I have a playhouse too,” she says. “And my playhouse is much better than yours.” Then she went away on her bike.
The next day Bree and I wake up. Then I remember that today I am going to see my new playhouse. We run outside as fast as we can. My dad and grandpa held up a big sheet and took it away to reveal our new house, but we did not think that it was fancy enough. So, we decided to make it fancy ourselves.