Rebecca, or as we call her Becca, the girl that was my friend, but now doesn't check her e-mail. I used send her heart-warming e-mails, but I got no reply. I capitulated and stopped sending things to her. I think back, when we had fun and when we hung out.
She had blond short curly hair, at least that's what she had the last time I saw her. She a bit taller than most people but I didn't care. I liked her for her personality, not because she lived in a big house. My father and her father both worked at the American Embassy. I don't know if they talked or even glanced at each other except when he sent me to Becca's house.
One day we had a sleepover, it took place at my house. We talked, laughed, and played, for she was one of those girls that make people laugh all the time. She really emphisizes on her jokes and makes them funny. We sat next to each other in the car and listened to music on the way to dinner. There were many places to eat at that they sold food for a cheap price.
The sleepover went great until we were bringing her back home. We were talking about how fun it would be if we had a double sleepover. So we asked her mother if we could have another sleepover on a week day, however she said no. If only Becca didn't ask, then she wouldn't have been grounded for a month. If we didn't ask I could've had more memories of her. I should have just waited for the next week. If only we didn't ask.
I got a bit confused in the end...You first said like that Rebeca stopped sending you e-mails and then you talked about the times you had together. That part was good...But then, at the end you regreted asking for a double sleepover. I didn't really got what you realized.
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