When I was young I had a best friend. We were very close then one day we started to drift apart. I thought I was fine that was until sixth grade, now we're closer than ever. We share all of our secrets even the ones we hate to admit. Those are the best ones though the ones we can barely bare to say to our selves, saying that to another person really helps especially if you are bullied. What those people call you can be horrible, and the worst part is that after a while you start to believe them. One day I was at her house and I told her a secret, " I said I cut." And the best part is she didn't judge me she said, " I do to." The amount of relief that flooded through me at that moment was like a raging river flowing through a small river bank. That didn't last long soon the thoughts of her telling someone flooded through my brain and I had an anxiety attack for the first time in three years. Now don't get me wrong I trust that person with my life but that was scary.
