Cammii
You'll be the death of me
I did NOT write this my sister did, and this has inspired me in alot of ways,and felt i should share this.
Take me back to the time where , you all lived down the street from me . Take me back to when it was only the five of us , and that's all we really needed . Take me back to we would jump on my trampoline , to the point where all of us adventually got hurt , but it was always funny . Take me back to where we would sit and laugh for hours and have really long important talks . Take me back to whenever you sat there and IMed me all night long , because There was a bug in my room and I was scared . Take me back to whenever I was so scared of ghosts , you guys wouldn't let me sleep at home , regardless if I said I'm fine . Take me back to all of the long walks we had , even if it was around the same block about 20 times a day . Take me back to all the funny pictures . Take me back to laughing , screaming , and play fighting . Take me back to our ogga togga ceremonies . Take me back to the park we would go to everyday . Take me back to whenever we all smoked rolled up paper , instead of cigarettes . Take me back to my tree house . Take me back to our lemonade stand we had going for about 10 hours . Take me back to all of the times we went swimming . Take me back to whenever we sat on my trampoline , and threw huge pieces of nasty steak over my fence , into my neighbors yard . Take me back to sleepovers everyday in the summer , and every weekend whenever school started . Take me back to walking our rabbits , hamsters , and dogs everywhere on a leash . Take me back to the rabbit stroller . Take me back to the time where I had big bubba , and we all loved him . Take me back to that weekend , we stayed together the whole time , crammed up in my small old room . Take me back to daring eachother stupid things , like drinking deodarant , and fish water mixed together . Take me back to lighting everything on fire . Take me back to the candles in my treehouse . Take me back to all of the laughs where our stomachs hurt from laughing so much .
Take me back to the December night in 08 , so I can change everything , and make it all right again , so we don't have to live like this . Because it's killing me
Kathy Ballentine