This is a story about my three friends.
One day, I met a girl named Mary Jane. When I was introduced to Mary Jane, my friends warned me that I shouldn't spend time with her. "She's dangerous," they would say. But I refused to listen, and the two of us became fast friends.
Mary invited me to her home one day and we decided to get to know each other over a batch of brownies that she had baked prior to my visit. We were talking for what felt all day, but my watch told me we had only been together for almost two hours now. I really liked hanging out with her. Whenever I felt bad, Mary would be there to help lift my spirits. She helps me forget about my problems. I believe that we will be good friends.
A few days after meeting Mary Jane, she introduced me to her good friend Angel. Within minutes of meeting Angel, I wanted to get to know her more. She made me feel relaxed, but also dizzy at the same time. I felt so powerful around her. We spent all day together, and it wasn't long before I realized that I have a crush on her.
I have began to feel like I couldn't get by without spending time with my friends. We would hang out on a daily day basis. However I had realized something that caused me to worry. While my social and school life were going great, my performance in sports was lacking. The coach threatened to kick me off the team if I didn't get better in time for the big game.
I paced back and forth in the locker room, desperate for something that could help me. Suddenly, my prayers were answered. A kid on my team noticed how distressed I was and introduced me to a friend of his by the name of Arnold.
After explaining my problems to Arnold, he had agreed to help me improve my skill so I could stay on the team. And as luck would have it, he was right. It wasn't long before I was back in the game, and I had even gained a bit of muscle mass as a bonus. Everything seemed to be going great for me. I was really happy.
However, this didn't last for very long.
My training with Arnold was really helpful, but not long after we started I had noticed that I would have a harder time sleeping with each night. My appetite seemed to decrease more and more, and my face tended to break out in acne more often. The more time I spent with Angel made me realize that I was seeing and hearing things that weren't real. Sometimes I couldn't breathe around her, and I would sometimes have a feeling that she was always following me when she wasn't around. And as much as I loved being around Mary Jane, I sometimes had a difficult time getting out of bed and spending time with her more recently would cause me to feel anxious for no apparent reason.
I don't think I can take this much longer.
But I can't last long without my friends.
How could I go on without Arnold's coaching? Or Angel's sweet words? Or Mary Jane's support? I decided that I needed help. I can't continue my life like this. I decided that I would talk to my doctor.
"I need help.." I croaked, looking to my doctor with pleading eyes. After explaining to her what was going on, I had realized just how serious my situation was. She assured me that everything would be alright. She said that there is treatment available for me. Overjoyed to hear this news, I agreed.
But then it happened. My doctor's words began to sound distant and my body began to violently shake. Panic began to rise in me as every breath I took caused a sharp pain to flare in my lungs. I felt weak, and dizzy, and my entire body felt like it was on fire.
I barely heard my doctors cry as the entire room around me faded to black.
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My eyes slowly opened and adjusted to the white light of the hospital room. It took me a good moment or two to remember what had happened. Everything that had happened within the last few weeks seemed really fuzzy.
The only noise I could hear in the room in addition to my own shaky breaths was the sound of the heart monitor that beeps along to the sound of my heart. Even though I felt the pain in my chest and the pain in my lungs, I felt empty. I feel like I lost a part of myself somehow.
"This is your fault, you know."
My breath caught in my throat as I heard this familiar voice to my left. Slowly, I turned my head and was greeted to Mary Jane standing beside my bed. I didn't know what to say. What could I have said? Before I could think up something to say back to her, she spoke again.
"You wouldn't even be here right now if it weren't for that day." she said, her tone as cold as ice. "Frankly, you should've seen it coming. Everyone warned you not to talk to me. But didn't listen. You ignored your friends, because that rush you felt made you ignore the risks. Your grades began to drop at an alarming rate, but you didn't care."
"Stop..."
"You pushed away your friends because we mattered more. And in turn, you lost everything," she continued, the corners of her mouth forming a smile. "Your friends, your family, your future..." slowly, she made her way to the ventilation machine next to me.
"What are you...?"
"And now? You're going to lose your life."
My eyes went as wide as saucers. I shook my head quickly and tried to think of something to say in response, but the words caught in my throat.
"It was your fault that you landed yourself here. That heart attack you had? That's all your fault. All those sleepless nights you had where you asked yourself, 'what's going on with me'?" A giggle escaped from Mary's lips, her hand falling on the machine. "Well. I suppose you know the answer to that now, don't you?"
"Please..!"
A bone chilling laugh echoed through the room, and a sinister smile appeared on Mary Jane's face.
"We'll be together forever, won't we?"
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My Three Friends
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