1) Initially, you were my friend Brandy's sister, so I was down with you just because of that and because I knew that anyone who shared her gene pool had to be pretty awesome. But then I got to know you separate of her, and you were like this...cherry bomb of color and life and creativity. And I realized how funny you were, how talented you were, how innocent and childlike you were, and just how much fun you were to be around. So that's why
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4) Okay, you're really going to hate this, but my very, very first memory of you was in P.E. in 7th grade. I was best friends with the red-headed preacher's kid, Amy Hook. But all three of us were in P.E. together. Your mother was again holding the leash really tight on you and you were in that area behind the school, past the blacktop and the bridge, but before the volleyball courts, and you were hiding behind this tree crying. Me and Amy came over there and tried to cheer you up. At the time, I must admit that it was more Amy than me, and I was just following, because I didn't have a lot of friends and felt awkward in social situations with people I didn't know, so I stuck to her like clingwrap. Anyway, you were upset because your mother wasn't letting you hang out with other kids or spend the night and you felt different, left out, and alone, and angry because it was beyond your control and because you didn't think she got how much it socially crippled you and inhibited you from making friends. I told you that my mom was the same
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