I DONT OWN KND
I remember when I was younger , there were apple trees. These trees were on my cousin's farm and everyone who lived on the farm was considered family. The idea of family is weird, closeness , family gatherings, dinners etc... I never had that. I was always so lonely, my dad was a doctor and I had a sister with her own life that involved her own friends, those she can talk to. I always wanted her life, she was smart, pretty, and popular, sure I had some friends but it doesn't feel the same. She seem like a star, that were never too dim to recognize. She was my big sister, and she treated me the best that she can. When her best friend, Maurice , would come over we were the three amgos; eating popcorn and nachos while watching old movies. One time when I was sitring at a table with a bunch of girls; drooling over a friend of mines , they made faces and giggled a lot. That's something that Maurice and my sister never did, I tried it once but that was when I went to my cousins farm.
I was 12 years old and my dad finally found vacation time, and took my sister, my sister's best friend Maurice and I to my cousin's farm. I only been to the Lincon farm once before, so I don't remember anything other than the cows. The cows were the most rememerble because they were the best thing there, when I went there last. I guess this time I should befriend the chickens too.
The car ride was long but the sights were breath taking. The images moved, turned, wooshed, grew larger and shrunk smaller again. It took two hours to get to the farm, to which I woke up on Maurice's arm and his head on mines. I looked at my refletion in the glass and saw my face...tented. This wasn't my first kiss, but it was still a first, I was blushing. Thanks Maurice.
As we reached at the door our cousins kissed and hugged and pinched and hugged me some more. This was so fast, that by the time Auntti Vagina greeted us, my bags were up stairs along with Maurice's and Cree's; with the help of Caren , Bobby and Jr, my cousins. As my Auntti set us in the table she took my dad to the side and discussed things about him never calling for the hoilida and that she was thrilled to see him. When my cousins came down they told us that the girls are bunking with sister Caren and Maurice was bunking with the boys.
Auntti Vagina: Cree's boyfriend do you like peanut better and jelly, I know my babies love them.
(With a faint blush ) Muarice: I would love some, Ms. Vagina-
Cree: HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND! And his name is Maurice ! ( She storms out)
