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"Friendship"....

when we are young we are nervous and very afraid of setting our little hands and feet into the out side world ... such a big place for such small hands and feet so flushed and full of youth ... so excited but yet very shy ...with other little lifes waiting just the same like us wanting to explore to meet ... interact ...

we are gently pushed out the door by bigger stronger hands the door opens with the bright sun shine streaming through in the early morning .. tiny feet soildering on with unsure hands gripping the straps of an over sized backpack ...

then we finally reach our point of no return fear starts to settle in at frist "will they like me ?" "where will i sit?"

the frist day starts off not as your family had explained * much to your dismay* your smaller then the rest *though older* you are louder then them and you talk very much * also you are very grumpy and a little put off *

though, you cant seem to help it because the only other kids you've known where much older and big kids are well grumpy to and snobby...

not to metion an over protective single parent ...

something catches your eye and you pleased but very wary of it...

it is a swing set ... your embarassed because you have never really tried it so you begain to study it and..

"uh hey whatcha doin"

"!"

you jump back and turn to your left ? the wind softly blows around you and it seems time has strangly stoped ...the sound of the other childern are softly muted out and the playground oddly enough looks like a stage that has been set up ..

you and this person have become the main characters to a play

"uh hello?"

"yeah what !"

opps you snaped at her ! no thats not good you where taught if you want a friend to be nice to mind your manners your a lady .... weman and ladies dont talk that way and... you might hurt your friends feelings ...

"are you going to swing there ... you can if you want to"

you jump out of your thoughts to look at the person in question they are very tall ..its kind of scary built big in frame but oddly enough you would never say they are fat ...

you dont want to hurt thier feelings because even though they are bigger then you and your frist reaction would be to insult them and walk away ...

for some reason they feel just like you ... the look in thier eyes when they look at you on the swing you think ....

"how many times did i give that look when i wanted to play with the bigger kids?" ...

"how many times did my eyes look that wide when i wanted to play out side but mother said it was to scary ?"

"how many times ... did i want more then a doll or some stuffed thing to play with ...

" how many times did i wish for a real life ....friend ?"

to go on imagionary adventures with .... to fight horrbile monsters facing grim odds

to introuduce my stuffed animals to ...they would like her she isn't a stupid boy or a bigger kid

besides when i looked at her .... we had the same stare as if waiting for this very moment ...

this very playground ... this very swing ... one moment in time where we could ...

just play ...

and so slowly but surly time had started again ... the sun had shone its rays a bit brighter making the rusted slightly sliver chains shine gliming ...

waiting ...

asking " what is your answer do you want this or do you want to walk away ?"

oddly enough there is no more pressure .... no more doubt you feel so light and your chest feels so warm your heart swells just a little though its not scary ...

because your not alone anymore .... you dont have to send your time with lifeless toys or bigger kids that dont care for your "pestering"

you dont need that anymore ...

because you have just met your very frist friend !

this is the moment ! right here right now ! maybe they have waited to you think

" hey do you need help with the swing ?"

"?"

at that moment like an epic scene from some movie you saw you take one big step after another toward those rusty sliver chains .. sit on the big leather set and grip them with your tiny but now strong hands ... your eyes shining a bit darker with determination and understanding .... you set your feet in place ready to lift off ...

and say ... the frist big question ...

"whats your name ?"

"my name is emily what about you ?"

you take a slight breath and say out loud ....

"my name is angie emily nice to meet you"

and you finally lift off into the bright blue sky the sun shinging off your young flushed face the birds chirping soundly in the back ground and kids playing and laughing and your laughing along with them going higher and higher ...

your laugh echos with your friends like a chrous its is the best day of your young life ....

and one of the most treasured memories you will ever have ...

because when your older and life gets harder for you and you feel like its to much

you will drift back to the day ...

that you met your frist friend ... how you shared many advatures together fought off pretend monsters .... had pizza parties grew into teens and started noticing boys ..

but that day at the swing set ....

will top them all

so what was it like meeting your very frist friend hum ?

;)

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