We got our first jobs when we were 16 together at Sea World where we would sneak into Dolphin Cove after closing and pet the dolphins. Couple of wild animals with a gallon of milk and some coffee liquor. I mean, to be fair it was just Kahlua but we thought it was real cool. The first time either of us had alcohol it was in her bedroom and my crazy mom bought it. I did actually bite into her arm during that ride pretty hard but it helped me see it wasn’t that scary and I learned to take a chance. She made me go on the Double Loop because boys were there and she didn’t want me to look like a scaredy cat. When we went to middle school and she wore a damn Garfield shirt, I was still proudly her friend. We played muppets in her basement and always fought over who got to be animal. I don’t have one major or minor life event that doesn’t include her. ![]() We were clearly meant to be friends, who wouldn’t want to carry shit around to avoid other kids and play in the classroom without any of the other assholes to bother us? Not only did she let me play with those ponies but when she broke her leg she always picked me to carry her shit up and down the stairs and eat inside with her instead of going to recess. Stephanie Renner was there in my class, she had cool blonde hair and even cooler were all the My Little Ponies she had at her desk. I found mine when I was 5 years old and the new kid at school. ![]() Sometimes sisters aren’t born into your life, they’re found.
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