So here's the foreword of my next story,,

CALL ME MOMMY:

As i get older, I always experience a certain point in my  life that that can’t help but to stop and think for awhile on how I was when I was five, or anything and anyone that I remember at that age at that certain phase.

Because I have one,

I always have something to look back to and every time I think of him, silly smiles form in my face and unbelievebably during that reminiscing period; I’ll chuckle every time I remember this conversation of ours,

“Okay, “my childhood friend finally agreed yet feel irritated,” I will agree to be your playmate in your playhouse if you will let me play the role of being your mommy.”

I cheered,

For how I longed to have someone to play with me in my newly built tree house, but after that rejoicing I raise another question,

“Okay, but wait you’re a boy right, how can you be my mother you should be the father instead?” I said

“It’s okay, it doesn’t matter,” he said in a matter of fact tone.

“Okay so from now on mommy?” I said still unsure

“Okay from now on call me mommy, arrasso?”

“Yes, my Jung Yunho mommy,”

“Good girl, that’s my Yuri,” he said acting like a real mother, while caressing my hair,

It was funny ,really funny!