I remember when my cousins actually talked to me.
I remember in 8th grade, I got called to the principals office for drinking brandy on the play ground. I didn't even know what alcohol was.
I remember 4 years ago on Christmas Eve when our family present was a baby binky. I didn't want a half sibling: now he's my best friend.
I remember reading a whole series in 45 days. I just read it again.
I remember driving my parents car to my crush's house before I had my license. I ran out of gas by a gastation where there was a huge crash. There were ony 5 police cars there. And the owner of the pizza place I was sitting in for an hour asked me if I had my license. I lied. A lot.
I remember watching 3 seasons of gossip girl after I had my wisdom teeth out. I hate drugs.
I remember my cousin finding heroine needles in his dad's room. It was the scariest thing I've experienced.
I remember trying love. And I remember the first time I actually felt it.
I remember having friends. But I decided to say no to drugs.
I remember December 3, 2009...
I remember having sleepovers. They're fun until you wake up in the morning and have to choose if you want to stay for two more awkward hours to eat breakfast, or just go home.
I remember.
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