My family's facing a big decision, and we still don't know what to do about it. However, since it's still a mystery, I can't really tell anyone what it is. I've only told Jessica, Krista, and Shannon this news. So if Jessica's reading, remember what I called you about last night? That's the decision.
I'll explain all about this after a while. But right now, I'm only telling really close friends. My best friends know, but I think there's one person that I need to tell that I haven't told.
I've been thinking a lot about how much little things matter. Like, just today, I found an old shirt. It's absolutely covered in paint. I remember Yuri decking me with paint when we painted fishes for Harvest Fest. Most people think memories means big things that happened that you'll think on as "that one time," but really, a memory is kicking your legs in the air at my eleventh birthday party, or watching TV when I was seven with Morgan and Ozzy.
Maybe I'll have big memories soon. But now, sledding in my yard with Kristine and being a Who in The Grinch are what I've got.