You know some memories are just there gnawing at you like a worm. This is one of them. My mom used to have a friend who was in the same predicament as her. Moving from the old state to the new state. So they developed a certain kind of friendship... she was a single mother as well with 4 kids. They were good friends with us... we usually hang out with them at least 2 to 3 times a week. Well the oldest kid who was the same age as my brother I think had an awesome Transformer... hold up... before I continue let me explain what is a Transformer is... a transformer is a toy that can transform into a robot... girls won’t find that interesting but for boys that’s the coolest shit ever... a transforming car (well they do come in different sizes and shapes, I also have a couple but not as cool as this)... intermission done and now back to the story. What made his Transformer cool is actually one robot that transform into 6 different other stuff (picture below... look at it... how the heck that’s not cool... tell me) ok back to the story... so I was playing with the toy in airplane mode... I went outside of the house an accidentally dropped it.... the wing broke and my friend was angry.... I cried because he was angry plus I was scared that I broke something expensive... I think I cried for a couple of days before I finally calm down... things with him didn’t became any better... oh well 😔😔
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