The Past P.O.V of young Ronnie
"Mommie hurry I don't wanna keep Haydie waiting" I said rushing down the stair when my little feet almost tripped down.
"Ok Ronnie I'm coming, I'm coming, gosh can't you wait" My mommie asked
"Nope, not one second, Haydie would cry" I said smiling as I dragged her by her dress towards the door. I had a play date with my best friend in the whole wide world, we did everything together, well not everything of course, we went to the same school, we were in the same class, we sat beside each other we might've even eaten each other's lunches. Long story short I knew him since we were in diapers and I was 7, no I was 4 no I was-
"Mommy, how old am I?" I asked as she buckled me into my car seat.
"Your three Ronnie" She assured as she went to the driver's seat.
So yes Hay and I was three years old or is he six.
"Mommy" I said once more
"Yes sweetie?" She asked
"How old is Haydie?"
"Hayden is four sweetie" she said smiling at me, as she reached the stop light and stopped at the red light she looked at me. "What's with the question's Ron?"
"Nothing just que-ri-es (curious)" I said sweetly as she giggled saying ok.
So right I was three and Haydie was four, He always showed off and acted tough because he was older.
Like last yesterday when we were at our park, I saw a lizard and demanded it to move but Haydie told me to stop stressing my baby head over the lizard because he had his big boy pants on that day, this made some other kids laugh at him and he looked bad so I quickly defended him saying leave my Haydie alone he is big and strong and he will save me. He quickly regained confidence took up the creature and threw him on a little girl named Agnes, she cried and ran to tell Haydie's mommy who just told her it was an accident and laughed her way back to the park's bench.
"Ronnie!!!"I heard a familiar voice screamed my name when I looked out the window it was Haydie coming out of his mommy's car waving at me. As my mommie parked and unbuckled me I ran to Haydie hugging him tightly afterwards skipping off.
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Faking Tragedy
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