Friends Betrayal

well this is my first book and im not quite sure how to start or how to finshe pluse I'm not very good at this.

introduction :

As a child we grow, make mistakes and then hopefully learn from our mistakes but not all of use succeed .There are some of us that makes a decision but always seems to chose the wrong path leading them to trouble and devastation.This book is baced on a experience that happened to me and shows that life will bring you down but you've got to pick yourself back up and even though you might feel like giving up.The satisfaction of you not will show a great deal more.

Chapter 1 :

A lot has happened in my 57 years. I recorded the majority of it in my little blue diary. When I moved into my house, it was locked away, I lost it, but my grandchildren decided they wanted to play dress up, using my old frocks and heels that I could barely walk in. The littlest girl found an old box, filled with photographs, school tests, and my diary. I had found it. After all these year it was in my hands.

In my younger life, I was a fine looking young girl, black curly hair that was pinned up and with my bright red lip stick .I was the kind of girl who lived by a repetitive schedule, controlling parents, piano one day and painting the next but I didn't mind.

My mother well she was a lovely lady but her standards were set high, she always wanted the best for me, being the only child you get all the things crammed into one. She had bright blonde hair and her face was as pale as a purl, she always reminded me of Madeline Monroe .She was perfect.

In addition my father was a strong, proud man. He respected my mother; he treated her like she was the most precious thing in this world. My little darlene he always called her.He had brown, side-swept hair that had a hat to cover half of it. Father was one of those men who enjoyed his sports, hunting and cross country. I wouldn't say that me and farther had a close relationship but l did love him because when it call comes down to it he loves me too.

So together we were the picture perfect family.

1995-

Dear diary

Today the day was a little strange one of my friends was acting more shy .He was acting more weird almost like he wanted to say something but was holding back what do you want to say I asked but I knew he was becoming more uncomfortable .As the day went on I finally got it out of him and how selfish was he. He kept on going on about how sorry he was but if he was sorry then he would of thought about are friendship and how it would ruined us .dairy what shall I do I mean I love him as a friend but as a boyfriend? pulse what would farther think his upraised daughter going out with an old friend .what am I thinking .I mean come on this is me and that is him.

Turning the hard book cover I remembered the feeling and the ansiatey of someone loveing me for who I was.After all these years I still get the excitment in my soul its almoust as if i 'm a lost little puppy trying to find her ball.But as we say age catches up to you and the knowledge that I knew then and what I know now is a pinch of salt.

In his younger day he was not the ,nices looking but he was perfect for me. Yes i remember His hair was long dark brown at that with several flicks and a pushed over fringe.His eyes were to die for and were stunning bright blue with almost a brown ring inside.He wasent very tall but then why should size matter and I couldnt say he was bruch because then I would be telling a lie he was ,more like skinny but very strong. But thats not the best bit .What I can remember the most was his personality.Even though we had been friends for at leasted five years .I didnt feel like I completely knew him he surprised me with every aproch.The more I was with him ,it was like I was peeling back an onion , layer by layer.