Growing up we are souposed to find out who we are and understand our life's purpose, but some people have a hard time knowing what they are or what there meant to do. Am I the only one that had a problem with knowing where they fit in and who they fit in with? I have always put myself out tere as a person who gave up there time, and help when needed no matter what, but that's not who I am, it just doesn't fit sometimes. I may not know exactly who i'm suposed to be, but I do know that I have one crazy story.
It all started in third grade at 12 Stone church. I was in third he was in fourth and she was second. I know i'm not giving you much, but that's so I can build it up. My friend Emily and This guy named Micheal did show at church called the Emma and Micheal show. this show was used to tell us about different thing going on at the church, and it was a fun way for us to just have a good laugh before church actually started. Since I was so close with Emma me and Micheal some what knew each other, but not enough to say we were friends. We started to hang out more and they asked to have me be an extra in there show. obveously I said yes, It was so much fun to have a day where we could just hang out as friends. as the year went on we became the three musketers we were inseprable. We did everything together, and because his dad was in charge of keeping the videos updated Micheal was always busy witch made me and Emma hang out a lot more. me and Emma were already friends because of our brothers and parents. This made it very difficult to spend time with just Micheal because she was always around. I liked hanging out Micheal, but she just bever let me. My fifth grade year he left for middle school, this was hard fir me because me and Emma started to drift apart from each other and so all three of us together. One thing that bothered me is that he invited her to middle school things when she was still in fourth grade. I was closer than she was. I let this one roll off my back but I wasnt sure how long that would last. Once me and Micheal were able to reconect my sixth grade year I felt a rush of emotions I had never felt before. I liked him, but of course I wasn't going to tell him that.
To Be Continued
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