My Love, My Tragedy, My Story.

Mi Mejor Amigo. My Best Friend.

In 1993, I was outside playing with my brothers when I noticed a huge truck backed into our neighbors driveway. For a couple months there had been a 'For Sale' sign out front, but it was gone. I saw this car pull up and a little boy got out of the backseat. When my brothers weren't paying attention, I snuck over to say hi.

I walked over and tapped on his shoulder. He turned around with a concerned look on his face that was quickly replaced with a smile. I said, "Hi, I'm Tate Kardashian." He told me his name was Ryan Higa and he had just moved from Hawaii. We became best friends instantly.

 His front yard had a flowerbed full of dirt, so we decided to be the mischievous three-year-olds we were and went to play in it. We got away with it for a good 20 minutes until my mom(Olivia) came running outside looking for me. I guess my brothers finally realized I wasn't there and freaked. All I heard was "Brooklyn Tate!!" over and over. I finally just yelled "what?!" like any sassy kid would. My mom immediately came running over to Ryan's yard. She kept apologizing to Ryan's parents, but they kept reassuring her that it was okay and that I actually helped keep Ryan occupied while they unpacked. They continued talking and then my mom made the boys come help them unload the movers van. While they worked, we continued to play in the dirt and threw a little football.

That's the day, I met my best friend. ♥