*Friends Forever* (New improved version)

Chapter One

Maybe having a dreamcatcher has no point. Maybe trusting someone isn't the best option anymore. That when you feel ignored, and insignificant, shutting everyone out is the answer. When you speak out in a group of people, your friend just looks at you like they don't know you. This mysterious emotion is tough.

I manage to hide it though, just about. It would pain me to tell everyone I feel this way. Telling someone would lead to this whole drama and I would lose yet again another friend. It may seem like I have a great life but to be completely truthful, I don't.

Loads of people telling me what is right and what is wrong. Emotions taking over my body. Sometimes I make rash decisions because I feel that it is best. What I don't realize is that I'm blind. That even if someone swears on it that the future will be great, my emotions are dominant and take over my brain. My emotions play tricks on me. I have chosen the wrong path many times.

The thing is, it leads me to a better path next time. I think everything is going to be ok, and alright. I feel extremely happy that things are going correctly. But there will always be at least one thing.

My mood.

It was around midnight at the club. I look to see if my friend is online, after being lost in my thinking. I see she is and type, "I think it is a good thing, being yourself, right?"

Earlier, she had sent a selfie of herself. Her dark brown hair is so silky and soft, she wears a red cap, and some all black sunglasses. This girl's smile could light up New York city, I promise you. Her name was Circuit, but I liked to call her Circy, that's what everyone usually calls

After a minute or two I clicked my feed, I then scrolled down to my comment wall. She sighed and I read, "Ghostie, yes... look at me. I'm myself."

I laughed. I had asked her this question a million times. Every reply, I wrote it down in a notebook. I'm pretty sure she was tired of this boring question, and wanted to ask why I keep bugging her with it.

"Yeah, and when I look at you... you're a sour apple pear." I pull a derp face at her and we just laugh.

It's our thing, laughing. Both of our crazy personalities. I trust Circuit, but I'm starting to think if I really can. Honestly, I was completely debating whether to trust anyone anymore. My introverted self guided by emotions, not sure where I am headed.

Circy is an amazing friend. She almost always is in her right mind, and is cheerful. I really don't know how she does it. Some how, she cheers me up.

I sigh and start to look at the time on my phone. I tell Circy that it I getting late and I have to go to sleep. She says it is ok, and leaves me to go to sleep.

I pull the covers over me in bed, and whisper

Goodnight Doodle Club...

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Hey there!

It's Ghost, again. Let me know what u think of my suckish writing. If you like it, for some strange miracle, then maybe I'll keep writing, and make them longer chapters. Thanks :)