Poems and ideas that separate me

Misunderstanding

           

Ever since Abby moved into the house, we've been best friends. We do everything together, although, I don't think her parents like me.

They are always ignoring me, but that's okay, we still do everything together. We have slumber parties even though I can never sleep.

We have tea parties but I can never eat the cookies or drink the tea. We play by the lake a lot.

I like it there even though I hate water. It's because I fell in once.

We also like the attic. She showed me a picture of her last summer with her cat.

I showed her one and she asked why I was sleeping in such nice clothes. The best part, though, is that we tell each other all of our secrets.

She told me about the vase she broke. I showed her the tree that I was buried under.