My Friend Rodney

Rodney showed up when I was around the age of 5 or so.  Everyone told me that I needed a friend, so I think my mind conjured up an idea if what the perfect friend would be like, and so Rodney was born.  We were close for years, until eventually I grew up and I knew I didn't need a friend like that anymore, so I simply got rid of him.  My mom's really upset about it though... She liked my little brother an awful lot.


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