Something I've got in my mind for 2 years

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Three years ago I met a girl.. she was new in my school and I was her first friend.. i guided her where everything was and i gotta admit we got along easily.. On our christmas break she told me that she will not return.. ofc i was sad but i knew i needed to move on..And i did. It came at the point where we started our new grade.. I really didn't forget about her.. But.. she came back.. I was so happy and she did remember me we got close again but.. I had this weird feeling towards her that i just couldn't explain.. I knew she felt the same because she started to stutter and get nervous around me over the months. Christmas break came and one of my classmates told me she needed to talk to me.. and I told them okay but one of my friends kept on telling me not to go with her and that to hang out with them instead.. I didn't want my friend to bother us so I decided to meet her up later.. the usual place where we hung out and talked.. she wasn't there I waited hours but she never came.. I decided to ignore it and the next day of school (it was a Friday) she didn't come which was weird and shrugged it off.. after we came back from our Christmas break she just didn't come.. and i asked her brother if she was okay and he told me that she was okay but that she will not be attending this school anymore and i felt a pang in the heart it hurt me so much to know that the girl who understand me.. the girl that always put me a smile on my face everyday  I will no longer see her.. (I was going to switch schools) After a few months we got our break and 2 months later I started my new school I made friends quickly but.. the thing is that I just couldn't stop forgetting about her and that's we're I realized.. that me and her had feelings for each other but we never confessed.. Till this day I regret not meeting her up when she told me.. She was a great person and friend.. if you wonder if I have seen her somewhere no I haven't ever since that day..

One last thing.. Please don't do the same thing that I did..

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