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Feb 2015
We played hopscotch, and jumped rope. We picked on the kids that weren't cool like us. We dreamed that one day we'd be at each other's weddings,being god mothers and spoiling each other's kids. It's like we were stuck like glue, we shared secrets and made memories. Helped with breakups and even shared crushes ( sometimes the boys weren't cute), we didn't care it was the little things we shared. Almost like we were inseparable , like long lost sisters. Holding everything close to our hearts. Late night phone calls about everything and anything , Sometimes calling to cry or even to laugh about absolutely nothing but we enjoyed it! Something we thought would last forever. We talked about growing old and seeing the new generation making us almost feel like we were ancient, Quickly realizing we were getting ahead of ourselves a little. Shopping to find the perfect outfits and leaving with the same outfits and planning the days we'd wear them. Till just one small thing Change our forever. We didn't see eye to eye anymore , having the same crushes turned into seeing who could get them first as if it was a game(because at that age we didn't know love).

It's like it took one day and there was two different people standing in the mirror , two people that were not us. The one I shared my secrets with now became the one i feared to keep them, the one who was now on the other side beating me down and backing me up against the wall. Someone I didn't know , someone who left me so powerless. Hitting me like a ton of bricks. I'd be wrong to point fingers but there is not other explanation for the sudden change that I didn't prepare for.

My best friend, I guess That is what you call them, but I mean it takes a lot for them to earn that and so little to loose it. Not you, after all the troubles through out those 3 or 4 years I still called you my best friend , because after all you did know everything. If you think it got better for the friendship when we hit middle school. We now were finding who we are, still trying to keep the strong friendship that we once had. Eventually that friendship became into separate at that time they were called "crews".

I was the target and was forever the target!! We seemed to change over time and put our differences aside, but you know that saying " never judge a book by its cover" it's the same with friends, which is hard for people to get really. High school is just that, a whole bunch of judgemental books judging others, a library of bad books, you know the ones no one ever read unless the back has something to do with ***,relationships or drama. Well that is high school , the place you're suppose to have the best 4 years of your life! I guess you can if you find the right group of non judgmental books.
Esperanzavenisia
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