Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

   Today is one of those days, that I feel like writing something about my past. Certainly I've mentioned random things before, but there was a said I was particularly fond of as a child. I have actually told her story before, but there was something special about today. You see, it was in the first week of October that I had went to her home the very first time. I was 7 years old and terrified of what would happen. Her parents were kind to me, especially her mother. They both worked as emergency medical technicians working out of an ambulance. This girl was the first friend I ever had, and one of my deepest memories. Though she has had a harsh life, I hope she can look down and tap it says memories of the stuffed Pikachu crying out for attention. For years, I hadn't even thought about this until now. Maybe it's a sign I'm growing older, maybe I'm just trying to tug those good memories back to heart.