It all started in 6th grade when I came to your school. It was a catholic school, which I wasn’t very used to, but I became more and more accustomed to it everyday. At first I remember you didn’t like me very much because I told someone your boyfriend was cute. I didn’t know that you were going out with him, but you took it against me and didn’t befriend me at all. Eventually we started talking since we shared the same friends and it was a small class, with only 20 people in our grade, half were girls and half were boys. We started get to know each other more and more. We would hang out on weekends, go see movies, go shopping, and talk about everything.
The last two years of middle school were normal, we had one big fight at the end of seventh grade, but it was stupid. You got mad at me for wearing an Abercrombie shirt. You told me that your mom said that Abercrombie was “anti-catholic” and that she wasn’t allowed to be friends with people who wore Abercrombie clothes. I was stupefied by this. I had no clue what you were talking about, so I defended myself. We didn’t talk all summer, but as soon as school started back up in eighth grade, we were friends again.
Eighth grade was the year when we became best friends. We did everything together, and I mean everything. We would listen to my iPod during lunch and recess and memorize songs by Eminem. I know it sounds stupid now, but we thought it was fun and did this everyday. Eighth grade was going way too fast, and before we knew it, we were graduating from our small catholic school. We took our TACHS exam to see what high school we could get into and we both got into John F. Kennedy Catholic High School. We were so excited to finally start high school and leave our safe little middle school.
We hung out all summer and finally, September came. Our first day of high school was finally here. We called each other the night before our first day of school talking about how cool it was that we finally were going to high school and how we were going to meet so many new people. For the first few months, up until March, we were practically identical with everything we did. People would ask us if we were twins, or if we were related in any way. We would just laugh and say we were best friends.
After awhile, our friendship started getting a little shaky and we slowly stopped hanging out. The thing that really broke our friendship is that you didn’t say happy birthday to me on my birthday. I was so upset and I didn’t know why you hadn’t talked to me all day. I thought that I did something wrong, but I didn’t. You wanted to hang out with new people. You completely ignored me and all of our friends. You wouldn’t even sit with us at lunch. You began hanging out with people who you told us you disliked. I know I can speak for all of our friends when I say that we were all upset that you were doing this to us. We couldn’t understand why you would just all of a sudden leave us out of nowhere.
It took us awhile to get over it, but now we realize that if you truly were our friends, and if you were really my best friend like I thought you were, then you wouldn’t have left us like that. You would’ve talked to us before you did such a horrible thing. And I don’t think any of us will ever forgive you for what you did, cause it truly did hurt. I lost my best friend and you didn’t even care.
The last two years of middle school were normal, we had one big fight at the end of seventh grade, but it was stupid. You got mad at me for wearing an Abercrombie shirt. You told me that your mom said that Abercrombie was “anti-catholic” and that she wasn’t allowed to be friends with people who wore Abercrombie clothes. I was stupefied by this. I had no clue what you were talking about, so I defended myself. We didn’t talk all summer, but as soon as school started back up in eighth grade, we were friends again.
Eighth grade was the year when we became best friends. We did everything together, and I mean everything. We would listen to my iPod during lunch and recess and memorize songs by Eminem. I know it sounds stupid now, but we thought it was fun and did this everyday. Eighth grade was going way too fast, and before we knew it, we were graduating from our small catholic school. We took our TACHS exam to see what high school we could get into and we both got into John F. Kennedy Catholic High School. We were so excited to finally start high school and leave our safe little middle school.
We hung out all summer and finally, September came. Our first day of high school was finally here. We called each other the night before our first day of school talking about how cool it was that we finally were going to high school and how we were going to meet so many new people. For the first few months, up until March, we were practically identical with everything we did. People would ask us if we were twins, or if we were related in any way. We would just laugh and say we were best friends.
After awhile, our friendship started getting a little shaky and we slowly stopped hanging out. The thing that really broke our friendship is that you didn’t say happy birthday to me on my birthday. I was so upset and I didn’t know why you hadn’t talked to me all day. I thought that I did something wrong, but I didn’t. You wanted to hang out with new people. You completely ignored me and all of our friends. You wouldn’t even sit with us at lunch. You began hanging out with people who you told us you disliked. I know I can speak for all of our friends when I say that we were all upset that you were doing this to us. We couldn’t understand why you would just all of a sudden leave us out of nowhere.
It took us awhile to get over it, but now we realize that if you truly were our friends, and if you were really my best friend like I thought you were, then you wouldn’t have left us like that. You would’ve talked to us before you did such a horrible thing. And I don’t think any of us will ever forgive you for what you did, cause it truly did hurt. I lost my best friend and you didn’t even care.
3 comments:
omg kelly thats so sad! but you wrote it so well i could totally feel what you were saying, you really conveyed your emotions really well. its so sad i feel so bad for youu boo! well i love you you have new best friends now and we'll love you forever!< 3
I particularly like the abrupt beginning: "It all started in 6th grade when I came to your school. It was a catholic school, which I wasn’t very used to..." The conflict emerges immediately. The tone becomes apparent through addresing the subject directly, similar to Reilly's Magwire piece-well done Kelly!
OMFG I LOVE YOUR PACMAN PIC! <3333
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