When I was six, my mom made me wear a hot pink shirt with purple plastic rhinestones glued on. When I tried taking it off, my clammy hands clenching the fabric, she said that I looked like a princess. In the end, I decided that I thought so too, so I twirled around the whole time we walked to the supermarket down the street.
When I was six, my best friend Tammy said that my pink shirt made me look like an ugly princess and said that hers was better. Hers had glitter that clung to her hands when she rubbed it. In the end, I decided that I thought so too, so I played a maid working for her stepmom and stepsisters while Tammy played a princess with her Prince Charming.
When I was six, my mom bought me yellow pants with flower prints on the bottom. I wore it every time I went to play with Tammy because she said she liked the color yellow. One day her mom got us hot dogs with a squiggly line of mustard on it from the nice man who sold them downstairs. Tammy dropped her hot dog on me and said that it was okay because my ugly yellow pants looked liked mustard anyways. In the end, I decided that I thought so too, so I hid the in the back of my closet where my mom wouldn’t find it.
When I was six, I begged my mom to buy the same shoes as Tammy because Tammy said that she wouldn’t be friends with me if I didn’t wear them to her birthday party. When my mom got me them on the day of the party they squished my toes together but lighted up whenever I stomped on it. Tammy said that my toes were just too chubby and ugly to fit in the shoes. In the end, I thought so too, but I kept wearing them and got blisters for a week.
But now I am seven and Tammy goes to get hot dogs from the nice man alone. I see her sometimes when I’m walking around with my mom and my new best friend Annie that likes my shirts. I think that my new shoes make me look like I’m a walking ballerina, and my blue jeans make me look like I’m eight instead of nine. In the end, I twirled around the whole time we walked to the supermarket down the street.