The story that never ends.

One last time...

Today is my best friend Ashley's last day at Esko high school...at least for a while. So here I am, sitting in algebra class under a table with her, secretly on our phones for possibly one last time. It really pains me to know she'll be gone for either a few weeks, or a few months. We don't know what one. But I already had to go to a different school for a year and a half. So, having her leave now is pretty sad. We have been the best of friends since 5th grade, and for the two of us who are inseparable, it's extra hard when we get separated. We have so many memories, good and bad. We've gotten into huge trouble, cried, laughed, gotten into fights and almost died together.

Here's some of our memos.

This last summer I was over at her house, having a sleepover. We do many things at sleepovers. Like go into crazy dance mode, watch funny YouTube videos till we almost die laughing, jump on the trampoline, go walking a mile down her road and obviously talking and listening to music. But this sleepover, was different. Yea, we did all those other things I just mentioned. But, we did something else that could have killed us. We waited till it was dark to go out into the abandoned trailer park just across a very large field filled with very tall weeds that went above our heads. I put a pair of Ashley's sneakers on since the only shoes I brought were sandals. I got on a pair of her sweat pants that were actually to small, and a sweatshirt. I also grabbed a little locket that told you what time it was that she bought at a music festival we went to during the same summer. We silently opened the glass sliding door leading to the back porch and closed it quietly behind us. When we got outside, Ashley covered me everywhere, including my face, with bug spray. Just saying, it tastes absolutely horrible. Then it was my turn to spray her, I just didn't drench her face with it. We put the bug spray on a glass table and ran off to the field. When we got there, we thought we knew exactly where we were going. But, I kept getting us lost haha. Along with me getting us completely lost, I just totally laughed my head off the entire time witch probably wasn't the best of ideas because of the...oh wait i can't tell you that part yet. Hehehe😏. So anyway, laughing my head off and getting lost. Along with all of that we were (intentionally) singing horribly at the top of our lungs all of the songs off of The Lion King movie, witch actually just made me laugh five times harder and almost pee my pants. Well, we noticed we weren't getting very far into our journey to get into the abandoned trailer park by falling over continuously and by just, well, doing what we were doing. So we tried to be more quiet and focused and it did work...until the trailer park was in clear view and a straight shot. The only thing in our way was the barbed  wire fence though. Yea, that was a bit of an obstacle. A painful one. But we passed that with a few bloody cuts and soon we were only about four yards from our destination. So, we started laughing hysterically again. As we got a little closer, we saw a man with a gun standing outside of one of the trailers. I tried the throwing a rock into the opposite side of the park trick so he would go see what that noise was. Nope, that didn't work. Instead he pointed the gun towards us.  So sadly ash and I started our terribly long way back. Continuing to laugh and howl at the moon like wolves. That was a terrible mistake. Actual wolves started howling, and we could hear them getting closer so we quickly but painfully slid through the little gap we dug under the barbed wire fence and made a sprint towards home. It took maybe 10 minutes but we reached her house with little injuries, and continued our night with tuns of fun 😄

Here's another memo:

Again, during this last summer, Ashley and I went to a huge music festival in Cloquet that lasted the entire day. One of my absolute favorite hip hop artists was there, shonlock. Ashley and I went into one of the little tents set up with shirts and stuff that the artists were selling. When we walked in I saw shonlock and I got super excited but didn't want to draw attention to myself. So I pointed him out to Ashley, and as we walked by him she says "Oh you mean this guys!"and pushed me right into a him! That was sooooo embarrassing but incredibly funny. 😂

Ok one more:
During sixth grade Ashley and I had the same teacher, Mr. Wick. During this certain time of the year, the book fair opened up. Ashley and I actually had never been to a book fair in our entire lives. So, we figured we would go check it out. Since many other kids from our class went to the book fair during recess, Ashley said that she was positive we could go in at recess time also. We ended up going, and buying two bookmarks for like a couple pennies or something. Out of nowhere, Mr. Wick walks into the library and sees us. He came  over to where we were and started scolding us in front of everyone for being there during recess, there wasn't one person that wasn't starring at us. That was just the beginning of the humiliation. He took us up into his class room and made us wait there until recess was over, then when all the rest of our classmates came into the room, he took Ashley and I out into the hall, with the class room door open and yelled at us. He said we knew not to go during recess and that we purposefully went against the rules. Although, that wasn't even close to true. I tried to tell him what really happened but he said I was lying. He told us that we both will receive white slips in the mail, and with that, we all walked back into the room. All eyes were glued on us.  That sucked. Ashley and I for some awkward reason decided to call him Mr. Lick. From then on. For the rest of the school year Mr. Lick stood beside us in line and kept a very close eye on us. To this day, he is still known to us as Mr. Lick. I don't actually know why we decided to call him that. We just did.