Boys voice: I wish we could be friends forever.
Girl's voice: But how can we be? You're moving all the way back to Spain! (arms outstretched, spinning around) And even if you did stay we would always end up beating each other up.
Boy's voice: Yea, you're right. I just hope we're still friends.
I remember that moment as if he only left yesterday. Even though we always fought, he was still a great friend and the best friend that I have ever had. We still speak to each other from time to time, especially since our parents are best friends, but it's been a while since I last heard from him. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to see him again. I miss our little fights and how we'd always end up laughing in the end.
Man, I miss that kid.