At age nine, it feels like your life is being ripped apart when a friend moves away. It results in crying in the kitchen and plans to move away too. What I didn’t know, not at age nine, that a friend moving a thousand miles away can create new friendships too.
There are moments with people that I hope I remember for my whole life. More than these moments, I want to remember the feeling. I want to remember how it felt the first time I saw my best friend cry. I want to remember when I said goodbye to someone I thought of as family. I want to remember all the times I felt like I could do anything and be anyone. …show more content…
One of the things that made me laugh so hard I cried or maybe cry so hard I laughed. Sitting on the bed in a lavender painted room one second and lying on the floor the next, breathing becoming harder and laughter becoming louder. Renaming PE, dancing around in the kitchen, and constant reminders saying ‘Hey, remember, remember?’ Falling shelves and inside jokes, yes, I believe in these things.
I walked into the place I love with cloudy eyes and a splotchy face after a long day and people rushed to my side and stayed there until the last tear dried. I am forever grateful for their words of ‘are you okay?’ and I am forever grateful for their acceptance of my answer no. I am forever grateful for these people.
I believe in acronyms. Acronyms that carry weight and importance like a contract. Acronyms that hold all the inside jokes and Oreo thins and laughing and casual conversation and secrets. Acronyms that label the person that always gets too much information and never cares. Acronyms like bffwtbhtaapwgtfil. Acronyms I love and always