My story begins two weeks ago when my mother informs me that her childhood friend will be coming to stay with us for a few weeks. I was not thrilled hearing this news because I am an introvert and enjoy spending most of my time alone. We had just gotten rid of my two little brothers and I was looking forward to not having to deal with anyone else for the rest of the summer. The only reason I went along with this was because I figured they would be spending time together and leaving me alone to binge on Netflix
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The day of her arrival finally arrived, no pun intended. As you can imagine, I was not thrilled what so ever. My mom screamed for me to come downstairs as they laughed and reminisced about their teenage years but what I did not expect was for there to be one more person arriving this day. I walked downstairs to living room with my permanent bitch face on to realize that my mom’s childhood friend was my godmother and that she brought along her youngest daughter with her on this trip.
My godmother’s daughter is a few years younger then me but still in the same generation. I felt as though my mother was trying to force me to socialize with complete strangers and that made me more pissed off. I am not very good at making new friends specially ones that are being forced on me. I said hi and quickly conjured up an excuse to go back to my room and hide there for the remaining of the day. I could hear them talking about their plans and all the shopping they wanted to do. I loathe shopping with a passion. A great excuse to not have to stick around for these plans.
My godmother would wake up early everyday to clean and cook, by the time I woke up everything was done around the house. That instantly took off some of my stress. As time passed my wall started to crumble down. We became closer and started cooking together and making plans. I had the urge to become closer with her daughter. I have four older sisters and unfortunately I don’t live with any of them. I am not close with any of them either. Thus, the idea of having a younger sister I can watch movies with, play around with makeup with and go out to restaurants with made me very happy.
By the end of the first week we had inside jokes together, we had made brownies and ate ice cream together. We screamed at the TV while we watched Texas Chainsaw Massacre together! We had a blast! Having a younger sister was everything I thought it could be. I had not had any company for the longest time and it was such a relief to be surrounded by females who love me and want to spend time with me. I had always been the black sheep of the family when it comes to becoming friends with the rest of the women. For the first time, I did not feel unwanted or feel like I did not fit in. They made me feel loved and they made me feel like I was apart of something, apart of a family.
The time for them to leave is approaching and I couldn’t be sadder. They have become an essential part of my life. I even made us a Sims 3 house to live in and have kids together. They have made my life so much brighter and such more enjoyable. They came in during a time period where everything seemed impossible, a time period where I had given up on friendships. They have resurrected my heart and made me hopeful that I can have meaningful friendships again. I have learned to not be afraid of meeting new people because all I have to do is be myself and those who will love me will be by my side.
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