30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 12
Apr. 6th, 2011 08:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Hate is such a strong word...
I'm not sure I could say that I truly hate anyone.
I remember the first person who really caused me pain. Her name was Elizabeth, she's been my next door neighbor (or at least her parents have been) all my life. My nana used to babysit her along with myself and a few other kids until she got sick.
We were closer than close. We fought over our first crush together. I told her she could have him when she said she was going to have a "million billion" kids with him. -siiiigh- Memories.
We were best friends until we started elementary school. We got on the bus at my nana's and sat together. But the moment we stepped off that bus and walked into the school we were strangers.
Elizabeth and I were put into different classrooms but we had the same recess period. I tried to get her to play with me but she flat out ignored me. It wasn't until that we got off the bus were we allowed to be friends.
Even at that age I thought that was messed up. I still don't know what was so embarrassing about me that we couldn't be friends at school.
But that was over fifteen years ago. I remember, but I'm over it.