12/17 Memories

When I was in junior high, my best friend and I used to write to each other. Instead of writing on the paper as letters, we wrote in our secret notebooks. We had conversations about everything, the classmates, the stars, and something had happened before included. We shared and accepted as we were family. We still keep our secret notebooks now, and whenever we review them, memories would pop out. It is a wonderful thing that we can own these together.