I have a secret friend.

It seems that I am the only one who can see them, which means no one can steal them away from me !

My friend got into an accident so they can't talk , but it's ok ! We understand each other just fine.

They don't really like food, unlike the other kids who love it so much that I sometimes can't have any. 

I'm a bit worried though. My friend is so thin and tall, I hope their bones don't break, but if it has to happen I'll find a way to fix them ! I'm very good at manual works !

Once, Mom said that I should become a doctor whom sews people like her, that made me happy. Mom always makes me happy, so I try my best to make her happy too.

She seems the happiest when I sew her eyebrows, I think that it makes her feel pretty ! 

Dad always wants Mom to be pretty and happy. What he loves the most about Mom is her smile, probably because it is like a gem, it's rare and it glows.

I remember when he tried to steal Mom's gem thinking it was a real one, it was so funny that I cried ! 

It was even funnier when my friend tried to explain to Dad that it wasn't actually a gem ; since my friend can't be heard or seen, it looked like Dad was ignoring them. 

It reminded me of a comedy show I watch all the time.

By the way ! Tomorrow I have a school play for the end of the year show.

I repeat with my friend every night till the sun is up because I really don't want to forget any line. 

I have such a bad memory but Dad recently taught me a way to remember things better ! Whenever we practice this technique I really can't forget a single detail !

My friend doesn't like it because I leave them alone when it happens. It's not my fault ! No distraction is allowed, it's the rule !

Tonight we were supposed to practice because the D-day is only in a few hours, but Dad is still practicing with Mom. Her head is in the cloud like me - I like that ! I like that me and Mom can understand each other so much !

I asked my friend to stay with them while I continue rehearsing and come tell me once they are done. 

I don't want to be a distraction, but it's been a few hours now. My friend won't come back.

I hope my friend isn't stuck downstair because they broke a bone. I should check on them just in case.

Ah ! It seems Mom and Dad are done practicing, however I don't see my friend anywhere. Maybe they finally got tired of me....If so...well at least I have Mom !

Talking about Mom, she is been staring at me all this time, I can tell just from her expression, she wants me to embellish her !

I feel grateful to my Mom for never getting tired of me, so today I'll make her the prettiest and happiest.

Mom's smile is beautiful but I think she struggles maintaining it because her puffy lips are too heavy. I will help her a bit.

"What are you doing ?"

"Making her prett-"

Silly Dad, he still doesn't understand that my happy tears are not actual crystals.