I am the one on the end on the left. The holiest looking one. Next to me is the devil, Brenda. On the far right is Shelly and next to her in the gold shoes (which unfortunately I cropped out of this picture) is evil Missy.
Brenda, Missy and I were locked in a power struggle for all our years together. It was terrible! A best friendship triangle. It is so sad that when I think of a best friend of my second grade that I don't have wonderful memories of sharing egg salad sandwiches with a best friend. I was actually engaged in a battle for the affection and attention of Brenda, the Evil Mistress of the Playground.
Every so often the pendulum would swing, then Missy was her best friend and they would ignore me. I would have to take up with Shelly or Frieda for the duration. Then, just as suddenly it would all change and I was the chosen one and Missy was out and she had to hang with Shelley.
Every so often, Missy and I would form an alliance and freeze out Brenda, These times were rare and short lived. Then the retribution was swift and murderous.
Is it any wonder I have a very difficult time forming relationships with women? I'm always on the look out for the betrayal! Actually, I have realized that the seven years that this torturous game was played probably made me neurotic.
Oh, this one was kind of sad!