Two days later and I still was coming to the park everyday.
Mommy asks me what I do every time I go to the park.
"I sat on the swings today"
"I saw a cat chasing a squirrel today"
" I won at a staring contest with a friend" is all I used to say.
I know I shouldn't lie. Miss Casey says so everyday at school.
That reminded me of the girl I alway hang out with at the park.
We shouldn't talk. But she's different. And I like playing with her.
When school got over, my sister came to pick me up.
" Come on. I've got to go to the park. "
Only her?
I stared at her.
She rolled her eyes and sighed. She does that a lot.
"We. We have to go to the park"
I smiled at that but it only annoyed my sister more.
She grabbed my hand and walked me to her car. She fastened hr seatbelt but not mine.
"Meg. Seatbelt " I said.
Ugh just grow up already. Don't you get it? I'm getting late.
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