After 9th grade our group of friends parted.
The first time I saw one of my friends was 5 months later. I wasn't even that close with her.
But I was so broken and shattered that seeing her brought back that familiar feeling, I was so happy I felt that again that I hugged her and started crying.
In 7th 8th and 9th grade I had a teacher who was so mean to me and my best friend, he would tell my parents shit about her so that they'll stop me from seeing her. I despise him. The thought of him makes me wanna vomit.
Right now I'm so lost and shattered, and he's the only person that hasn't been polluted by my current life, that seeing him is the only thing that can give me peace.
