She was afraid to wear her glasses the first day she got them.
I told her she looked pretty, and that no one would care.
That they were just glasses and I wish I had some of my own.
I then suggested we go play house, or kitchen, or or something of that sort.
We both had red hair and freckles.
Thats how she became my first real friend.

07/13/2003

Author's Note: The simplicity of friendships...how I miss that.

Posted on 07/13/2003
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