Today, my little
sister comes up to me and
says:
"I had to sit
next to a boy on the bus
today because
there were no more seats
left. It made me angry so
I cried. My friends didn't save me a seat so I cried
again.
It was a horrible day." Then
she silently walks away. I
laugh quietly to myself. I think, "Wait till
you grow up, a
boy breaks your heart, all of your friends
abandon you,
and everyday is a horrible day. Then when you cry,
you
won't ever
be
able to
stop.
"