My Childhood Friend And I
"Mom!" I shriek, running into my moms arms. My mom wraps her arms around my petting my head, "what's wrong Lilly?" I sniff and look up at my mom, "why do I have to be friends with peter!" She petted my head some more, "what happened this time?" "He's an icky boy, I want nothing to do with him! Plus he pulls on my ponytail," I whine. My mom sighs, "Susan." Susan approached with her son Peter next to her, "yes?" "The kids are fighting again." Susan knelt down, "kids you both need to learn to get along because you'll always be in each other's lives."