Dear Friend,
Friends are smart, friends are kind, friends will make you lose your mind. But. They'll do it slowly so you don't realize it until its gone. Thats kind of how I look back on my friendship with Hannah, it was awesome, and it gave me a sort of insight of another type of popularity: The Nice Mean Girls.
Nobody knows really how we became friends, not even me, it just sort of happened one day, we were just suddenly insepperable! I know, you're thinking, what? How can you just suddenly become someone's best friend and not know how? Well its because I'm me, and Me, is a weird person. (insert funny conversation with self here) But anyways we were friends, best friends, and the only other friend I had, other than my bestestest friend Savannah Banana Bug. Oh Savannah...Oh Me....Oh the weirdness.....Oh the memories... *Flash flood of feels*
One time, Savannah and I tied all the shoelaces of our fellow students winter boots together when they were taking there bathroom break. Did I mention that our "tying" was really just quadruple knotting things together and calling it the same? We ended up getting lunch detention, and the punishment was untying them.. But hey, it was hella fun!
So anyways about Hannah, hey, Hannah and Savannah, my two best friends in the fourth grade's names rhymed! And six years later I am realizing this....Oh Ash...
(Question: am i the only one who talks to myself, and then types it in as if it were an actual conversation being recorded?)
Hannah was tall, thin, but in shape, she had a great body, with long reddish brownish hair, braces, and eyes that were like Edward Cullen's skin in the sun. She had a big smile, and a great sense of humour, like a nicer, less perverted version of Riley really. one who wasn't afriad to go snow machining, and build camp fires in the middle of the woods. Hannah came camping with my family quite often, and we loved having her around. I was happy, for the first time, in a long time, I had a real friend.
