153 - x365 Jonelle G

You lived in a trailer on your family's farm. It was fourth grade and you were the most bad-ass girl i knew. When i stayed the night your parents would leave your older sister in charge. You both smuggled cigarettes out of your mom's purse and late at night you would smoke, and i would try - but end up coughing too much. One stormy night you pulled out the Oujia Board and called me a wimp for not wanting to play. Between the cigarettes, the sips of gin from the bottle in the cupboard, and the Oujia Board, my little Mormon self was sure we were going to hell. You and your sister scared me and i stopped coming over.