My name is Maria Estrada. I am currently fifteen years old. I live in the little town of Sahuarita Arizona. I am a freshman at Sahuarita High School. I hate having to go to my school because every day is full of dread. Every day i have to put on a fake little smile and pretend to be happy in order to avoid the udual questions "What's wrong?" or " Are you okay?" It's not like they care anyways. They just want to know every detail of everyones life. The one thing that is wrong with me though is something I only want to open up about once. So here it is. Now i warn you that this is no sob story and i dont want your pitty. It is simply the story of how i gained the bestfriend in the world and then lost the bestfriend in the world due to time.
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It is mid-September. I am playing softball for the first time in about two years. Today are the try outs to see who will make what team. Lucky for me there is not a lot of competition. There are barely enough girls to make up two teams. I am setting my bag in the dug out, just as my cousin walks in. I embrace her due to the fact that i have not seen her in a while. As I come out of the hug I see someone standing behind her. I say hi just to be polite and then my cousin introduces me to this person. Her name is Katrina Castillo. At the time my cousin was dating her brother. It was the first time I had ever seen her. It was also the first time i had ever heard her name. I didnt know it yet but that was the name of the person who would become my bestfriend.
Anyways, a couple of weeks passed before I saw her again. This time I had tagged along with my aunt to her practice. She was the majors coach this year. I was helping set up the bases so the girls could have a more game like feel during their practice. Right when i had gotten done with that I walked into the dug out and there she was again, setting her bag down and tying her cleats. I recognized her but at the time I didnt remember from where. So being my brave courageous self I walked up to her and said the first thing i could think of.
"Hey, don't I know you from somewhere?" of course right away she looked up at me and laughed.
"Yeah. I met you at the tryouts. My brother is dating your cousin."
"Oh yeah. I remember you now. Your names Katrina right?"
"My name is Maria" Even though I introduced myself by my actual name she didn't call me by that name till later. The first name she ever called me by was Rabbit. Why? My aunt had called me that at the first practice and it just kinda of stuck for about three weeks. Then came the day we becaome closer and she started calling me by a different name.
