【正文】 on year, I actually meant it‘s impossible. Oscar is a really nasty kid! If he‘s holding a glass of grape juice in his hand, I‘m sure he‘ll purposely splash half of it on me. When we were close, I had drawn a pretty picture of him. Yuck. Now I‘ve got to fix the mistakes I made, and add some mustache to that bloody fool. We used to play a game and keep scores. My record has increased and gone all the way up to 265 already. What about Oscar? He never has the chance to increase his score of 73 now. Serve his right! Oscar. What‘s so great about Oscar? He is allergic to poison ivy every spring. Oh how I hate the stinky smell of his calamine lotion! And I just can‘t figure out why the hell does he keep phoning me during dinner time. I speak to him every time, with patience and tolerance. But who doesn‘t want to sit and enjoy a bowl of hot soup at the table? I guess, Oscar, you must have been missing me so damn much! I guess, when you wake up in the morning, the first thing you think about is me! For sure you want to hang out with me, having a great time as usual… humph, pity, I‘m not your friend anymore. Dream on, Oscar, and continue that nightmare of losing a friend like me. Do you know what is the only thing that is worse than demon? Ha, that‘s to have your nightmares e true! Oscar, you might wear a brown sock on one foot and a black sock on the other because you can‘t get me out of your mind. Maybe, not until in the afternoon would you realize that you have wore your shirt inside out. Haha! The worst of all, you miss me so much that you brush your teeth and b your hair without your mom making you to. How funny! Oscar, no one‘s gonna watch TV with you now. Do you find it strange that the cartoons aren‘t as funny as they used to be? When the doorbell rings, Oscar would rush to the door, clumsily and nervously. Ha! You though it was me? Never! It‘s just the united parcel man who is delivering parcels to your mom. When the cleaning woman es, Oscar is bound to whine to her. Great. She will hand you a duster, listening to your plains and making you clean the room with her. You deserve it! Afterwards, she might tell you, ―Not to worry. You two will make up in just a few days.‖ Pity, what she ?s said is pletely wrong. Oscar, I‘ll never ever make up with you. Remember, you will only be my friend of the past. Even if you wait till next year, through the winter, Through the spring, the summer and the autumn… I will still not make up with you. You will be so upset at home, pacing around without a clue. Your mom will think that you‘re sick, and take you to a doctor. Just wait and wait! It‘s no fun ay all to sit there in the waiting room, waiting to be called. Naughty kids will run around you, and stick lollipops in your hair. When the doctor finally calls you in, he‘ll shake his head and say, ―You‘re fine. But since you‘re here, you might as well have a booster shot.‖ Your mom will then say, ―Poor boy. You can have some chocolate soda.‖ Yet, Oscar, that soda will be as disgusting as virus medicine. Exactly! It will be like that! You don‘t know how wonderful a thing is until you lose it. Why didn‘t you cherish our friendship more? Now that you have lost me, you are like a wreck ship that‘s sinking into the ocean. Well...…well…… I‘m not a cruel person after all…… Alright, I think I will make up with Oscar! Right. I‘ll give him the opportunity by going to his house. If he happens to be at the door, it‘s lucky for him, for this is the only opportunity he has to win me back to be his friend. Here I e, Oscar, You lucky fella! What? Why aren‘t you here at the door? Maybe you‘re crying over me over a not so funny TV program. Shame, this is your chance to make up with me, but you blew it for nothing. I‘ll ring the doorbell then. Oh, I can‘t, otherwise you‘d think it‘s me who‘s begging for the friendship. Sorry, Oscar, you lost me again. I suppose you‘ve got to hang out with Roger if you‘re fine with the trouble. Or you can go out with Ginger If you‘re cool with his brags. Of course, there‘s always Mike, your threeyearold brother who knows nothing but crying. Poor Oscar, you‘re screw