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>be me
>be 11
>mom drops me off to class
>I take a few steps forward and look blankly back
>mom is standing at the door in hopes of seeing me run off to my friends
>don't like mom spying on me so I look at her until she leaves
>later me and my arts and crafts partner are chatting, still no mom around
>talking about this mech video game I have with this kid at school
>"yeah it's really hard," I say "but I really like it"
>can't even get past the second mission because it's seriously impossible but don't tell the kid
>kid asks if he could barrow it
>instantly feel nauseous
>want this kid to be friends with me and I recognize the mutually agreed exchange of resources could very well secure my status as being friends
>"sure thing"
>agree to give it to him next friday
>oh wait
>oh no
>mom can't find out
>sick at the thought of it
>in the car mom asks how the day was
>try to play it cool and try to change the subject
>"Good. THEY HAVE SPONGEBOB ON TV SOON"
>mom sighs
>smirk at my own brilliance
>'she'll never know about my friend borrowing that video game I like,' I think to myself
>go home and play the game
(part 1 of 2)
Get that pasta ready, anons! Any stories with spaghetti related feels?
>be 11
>mom drops me off to class
>I take a few steps forward and look blankly back
>mom is standing at the door in hopes of seeing me run off to my friends
>don't like mom spying on me so I look at her until she leaves
>later me and my arts and crafts partner are chatting, still no mom around
>talking about this mech video game I have with this kid at school
>"yeah it's really hard," I say "but I really like it"
>can't even get past the second mission because it's seriously impossible but don't tell the kid
>kid asks if he could barrow it
>instantly feel nauseous
>want this kid to be friends with me and I recognize the mutually agreed exchange of resources could very well secure my status as being friends
>"sure thing"
>agree to give it to him next friday
>oh wait
>oh no
>mom can't find out
>sick at the thought of it
>in the car mom asks how the day was
>try to play it cool and try to change the subject
>"Good. THEY HAVE SPONGEBOB ON TV SOON"
>mom sighs
>smirk at my own brilliance
>'she'll never know about my friend borrowing that video game I like,' I think to myself
>go home and play the game
(part 1 of 2)
Get that pasta ready, anons! Any stories with spaghetti related feels?
