Third Person- "Josiah!" his sister called for him,"Come downstairs!" Josiah made his way downstairs almost tripping over his own feet.
"I'm coming sissy!" the little boy yelled as he ran.Josiah ran to his sister and hugged her. His sister was leaving for the summer, she was going with her friends to a park for teenagers. His sister patted him on his head and said her goodbyes. Josiah was going to miss his sister, but he knew that she'll be back soon. Besides, Josiah had other things to do. After all, he was going somewhere too. "Are you finished packing?" his mother asked him, "Yes, I have finished packing." Josiah replied. "Well could you go-" his mother was interrupted, Josiah had already ran upstairs to get his bag. When he finally returned he scurried out the door and to the car. His father looked at him through the misty window as he talked to his wife. "Don't you think he's special?" he asked, "Of course!" his mother said shockingly, "He's a smart and handsome boy" His parents left the house, buckled Josiah up, and headed on their adventure.