Old Friends

Recently I've been hanging out with one of my old best friends, a kid I've hung out with for a majority of my life. He was probably my best friend for about ten years. We had our first beer together, which was Coor's Light (disgusting stuff). He was also the kid that got me kicked out of Walmart twice, once for playing shopping kart tag and another time for an incident which I will not mention, it just included partial nudity. Needless to say he's gotten me in so much trouble I don't even know how I survived without getting killed by my parents. Basically I'm gonna take you through the history of our friendship, leaving out parts that I would be way too embarrassed to mention, stuff that he and I have done that we don't talk about.


So I met him when I was about four, the Summer before Preschool, after I moved here from Missouri. He, his other friend, and I became instant best friends, also having to drag my brother along with us. We hung out every single day after preschool for like six hours a day and on the weekends you couldn't keep us apart. We would play soccer, kickball, or tag in his yard, and then we would ride bikes throughout the neighborhood, I live on a dead end road in Robins so our parents didn't have to watch us, especially since everyone on the street's parents were really good friends and we had eyes on us at all times. By the time we were about eight, we were even better friends and this is the point in my life where we started to suffer injuries playing together. We were walking his dog, which is a pretty good sized Husky. He handed me the leash for minute, at which point the dog decided to take off after a squirrel, dragging me through the gravel on our street and giving me a pretty big gravel burn on both arms, my chin, and almost breaking my wrist. Another time we were having a "battle" in my pool, he decided to kick me while I was by the edge of the pool. My head hit the deck and I got knocked out and started to sink to the bottom of the pool. He told me that he screamed for my parents and then my dad came racing and pulled me out of the pool and took me to the hospital. My friend was beside me the whole time I was there. I had to get stitches on the back of my head. The second time I got knocked out with him was when he, my friend Michael, and me were playing golf in my yard and he I started an epic battle with our golf clubs. He pushed me right into the swing of Michael, who accidently hit me right above my eye, knocking me out before I hit the ground. Suprisingly this time I didn't have to get stitches. I got him back plenty of times, though I ahve never knocked him out. My dad made both of us Nun Chucks, we were playing with them one day and I wasn't watching what I was doing, of course, I accidentally crack him really hard on the head and gave him a gigantic lump that stayed for like a week or two.



As we got older it just became him and me after our other friend moved away and now goes to Jeff., we only got closer. We started to talk about everything and I mean EVERYTHING. I mean puberty is a lot easier to go through if you have someone to talk to about it and that's exactly what we did. Also he was the one that helped me discover that I was bisexual and he supported me throughout the time it took for me to figure out who I really was. For my entire middle school life we were inseperable and hung out every night after school even if we were grounded, we would find a way to hang out. Many times we would sneak over to each others houses around 1 AM and we would play video games til we got caught or passed out on his couch.



Entering high school was an awkward test for our friendship. We started seeing each other a lot less, and the time we spent together just kept getting more and more awkward though we were still as close as two guys could be, believe me when I say this. I'm not gonna go into anymore detail than this but when he and I hung out we didn't just play video games or jump on my trampoline anymore, anyone who really wants to know can ask me in private.

So... eventually we just didn't see each other anymore, and when we did it was like once every four/five months. But now he and I have been hanging out lots and are a lot closer than we used to be, so that's what has basically sparked this post.