I was playing soccer with my little brother until he kicked the ball over the fence. I climbed up the fence and looked over at my ball. Our neighbors were staring at it but a couple of seconds later they went back to having a family barbeque. 

“U..u…um can we have our ball back please?” I shuddered.

They ignored us because they don't like talking to us or anyone. I walked nervously over to their front door hoping they would answer. I rang the doorbell and the door opened but immediately closed. I went back home and all I could think about was our ball. Suddenly, our ball got kicked over the fence. I looked over and saw a girl but when the mum saw her staring at me she grabbed her and took her into the house. I looked at my brother and we started kicking the ball and I told my brother strictly, “Do not kick the ball over the fence!”. 

After a couple of hours, our doorbell rang. I looked through the peephole and it was the girl that gave us the ball. I let her in. She said she didn't have much time. She told us her name was Grace and she wasn't allowed to talk to outsiders. I asked what outsiders were. She said they were people that did not go to her church and that if she got caught talking to me she could get expelled. A voice appeared and said “GRACE!” angrily

 She ran home without saying anything.