sister

Once upon a time,
my sister told me a story of her friend(s).
She befriended a good friend that had not-so-good behavior
trust me, she is (/was) wild but she's nice
so that friend got some enemies.
And since we're talking about girls here,
those enemies considered my sister an enemy too,
though she didn't give a sht to waste time for them.

So then, the (not so) little me had a slight thought:
"Why're those grown-ups acting like some children?
That was behavior of my elementary school years (not me) !"

***

Some years passed,
thus the so-called elementary school kids' behavior
is acting towards me.

I don't know where did I do wrong,
(Duh, obviously I did something wrong (refer to older posts). Self-denying, for sure)

We are strangers now.
I don't know what to talk to them.
The feelings of greeting strangers came when I wanted to talk to them.
Seems like they talk to me like I was a stranger to them too,
the politeness.

Ah, whatever.
I'm giving up on real world.