Then, I guess I just tried to live life without her. It was very hard. I loved her so much and she was like the closest friend I had. To lose her was hell. When it was Summer we didn't bother each other or anything. Then came the part I dreaded so much, the beginning of 8th grade. I was so scared that she was gonna try to fight me or that she was gonna spread rumors about me. But it never happened. We didn't talk, we didn't fight, nothing happened. I finally just left it alone. I stopped worrying about her when deep down I knew I should have worried about her. I can't believe how I was. But then, game changer.
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My Ex Best Friend
No Ficción7th grade. A confusing year for a 12 year old with nobody to really help her. Team 6. First period science class. That's when it all started for me. I had made friends with the cool popular girl and her crowd. That was the first mistake I had made...
