Tuesday, October 15, 2013

the one where holy water is thrown on me

When I was seven we moved from a street that was full of kids to a street where I was the youngest by years. So when a new family moved in across the cul-de-sac, I was more than estatic to find that not only that they were a family of kids, but of girls my age.

After waiting a couple of days for them to settle, I marched myself over to their house to meet my newest BFF's. Anna Grace and I immediately clicked. We spent the next few days no more than inches apart, laughing and talking the entire time.

We had so much in common! Lisa Frank, Saved By The Bell, coordinating windbreakers, and JTT was just the tip of the iceberg.  I had already mentally started designing our matching BEST FRIEND necklaces when she mentioned that her birthday was coming up on November 1st. 

SHUT UP. Just as I was about to tell her that my birthday was on Halloween she said,

"Yeah, my parents were so relieved I wasn't born on Satan's Day! When is your birthday?"

Suddenly my world came crashing down. Visions of exercisms and witch trials flashed like firecrackers in my brain. And like any terror-filled 8 year old would, I replied, 

"November 2nd! Wow! Is that my mom calling for me?! Bye!"

From that point on, I stayed clear of Anna Grace, memories of what could have been slowly drifting out of my mind.

And pretending to be a rhythmic gymnast in my front yard was pretty cool, anyway.   

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