Monday, November 2, 2009

best friend...late because my computer has a virus

"I'm dancing with myself. Oh, oh, I'm dancing with myself!" I began to sing.
"Your so weird, Julia. I love you anyway," said Emmelia. Boy, I sure have a weird friend. It's odd how alike we are, thought Emmelia. We both begin to belt out "Dancing with myself". Emmelia and I both enjoy being crazy people.
We are at Lions Park. One of our favorite places to go when she stays over. We are attracting a lot of attention, but we don't care. This often happens. We are now heading home, back to 5th ave. As we walk through my front door, we decide to check our emails.
"Julia are you insane? Honestly, what were you thinking?" I had no idea what she was going on about. I didn't realize she had been reading my emails. "Why would you talk to somone you don't even know. It suprises me how dumb you can be sometimes."
"What, it's harmless. It's not like they know where I live or anything." There she goes again I thought. What is she thinking? How could she put herself in harm? What if something terrible happens to her? Someone could hurt her, stalk her down, or who knows what else. These are the types of thoughts running through Emmelia's mind as she reads my conversation with this stranger. After she yells at me we get on with the rest of our day.



Emmelia is a very beautiful person. Inside and out. She has long, brown, curly hair, brown eyes, and a child like face. She can look innocient, daring, and strong all at the same time. She knows how to take care of herself most of the time. She also knows how to take care of the others around her. When she was reading my emails and telling me how dumb I was being, she brought out her mothering side. Emmelia is a responsible person who likes to keep her close friends safe and out of trouble. We both make mistakes, some more stupid then others, but she is the best at solving the things she gets into. But I'm always there for her when she needs me, just like she is always there for me. Her caring personality is what makes her so mother-like. I know we'll be friends for decades.

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