First day of Kindergarten, my mom drops me off at a classroom full of complete strangers. I was the only one crying in class but clearly didn't give a shit, I mean for Christ sake I knew no one in this class. Then you came over. Dakota Mae Frost. It all started with a simple hi and little did I know that this little "hi" would change my life forever.
Later on we start hanging out more at the playground. You were the only one who understood me for my weirdness. You were the only one who liked me for me.
4th and 5th grade, we had our own pact, me, you, Jadaya, and Keyshawn. I still talk to keyshawn every once in a while, but not Jadaya.
8th grade, me and you were the best friends you would see in old sitcoms, like DJ Tanner and Kimmy Gibbler from Full House. We can understand each other by making facial expressions. We would always pass notes passed "Little Bill" no matter how annoyed he would get. And as cliché as it sounds, I keep our notes. There's probably more that 20 notes in a box, and a few in my jacket pockets.
I remember one time, you said that you might've had to move on Friday (you didn't move) and I didn't go to school on that Friday, I soon remembered and I had an instant panic attack, that's never happened before. I start crying harder than ever before, my chest starts hurting, I feel dizzy. But the next week I see you at school and fireworks go off in my head.
But then, you leave me. You have to leave and you have no chance. Then summer school, you leave again. But I know that its not your fault. No matter what I'll always love you. And hopefully we can move to L.A., start a YouTube channel and move in together. Read the next page, there's a quote from a movie that I will always live by.This is dedicated to my best friend DakotaFrost0

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She's Basically my Sister
RandomThis is a short story dedicated to my best friend...oops, I mean sister. Love you bup.💖