Brave #fiveminutefriday


Five Minute Friday

We've been telling each other scary stories, from the rock where my house will be.  We knew better than this, we knew better than to terrify ourselves so close to twilight.  As the stars brighten and the night darkens, we realize that we need to go home before the wylola or sasquatch or something gets us.

We start at a brisk walk.  We're wearing our cloaks, as usual.  We call ourselves inseparable and we are.  It will be years later when our friendship splits, and years more when it heals.  None of that is own our minds.  Sprinting, we try and talk about happy things: the books we are writing, the boys we pretend to be in love with, the places we are going.  We are endless possibilities and summer rain.  We are preteens, convinced of our greatness and afraid of the shadows in the night.

When we finally make it around the dusty bend, the double porch of my house in view, we are exhausted.  In the safety of the light we are aware of our silliness.  Our make believe world of terror gone as quickly as our childhood.  We settle into the curve of the polkadot chair and write down our secrets, holding onto the moment like ice, melting and melting away.

12 comments:

  1. Thank you for reminding me the bravery in friendships. Your post reminded me of my own pre-teen friendships. Have a beautiful weekend!

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  2. You are tremendously talented to come up with such wonderful, rich words in 5 minutes! Thank you for sharing.

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  3. Glad you shared.

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  4. Thank you for sharing! Your post brought back beautiful memories of friendships. And made me want to hear more about this friendship. Stopping by as a neighbor of FMF.

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  5. I love it. I remember doing the same thing with my friends. Why did we love to scare ourselves so much?? Now I hate it! Lol

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  6. Sweet, and very well written. Could be a page out if a novel!

    Stopping by from FMF :)

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  7. That is quite a hefty compliment! Thank you Rachael :)

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  8. I still like it sometimes. When I was pregnant with my son I was obsessed with horror movies, but then I'd scare myself silly and be up all night.

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  9. Thank you for stopping by Elizabeth. Sometimes I wish I could fold myself up in these memories and relive them, just for a moment.

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  10. Thank you Denise!

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  11. Thank you Elodie! It's hit and miss, honestly. I'm just glad this one was a hit!

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  12. I'm glad that I could do that for you :) Thank you for stopping by!

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