There was a new boy named Arthur that joined our class. He didn't seem to make any friends either so I decided to ask him if he wanted to stay with me at break and lunch which he did otherwise he would have been on his own like I was. He had a sense of humour and we became close friends. I started cutting a little less but not much, but i made a friend!
I was so happy, something good did come into my life. We became such good friends that we could talk to each other about anything, which meant yes i did tell him about how depressed i started to feel and I started eating less and cutting. He told me that i should talk to someone about it because it got to the point where the cuts got so bad and I was becoming a little too skinny. He said that if i got help i would feel better.
It took him a lot persuading for me to talk to someone about it but it did start to help. I had weekly meetings to see how i was getting on, it started getting better and I learnt to ignore the name calling. It did take a few months, but at least I was getting better!
I never felt so good about having such a great best friend. I have realised that if you have a friend, even if it's just one, you can be happy and you can have someone to talk to.
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Teen FictionThis is about a girl called Anita who just joins secondary school and finds it hard to make friends. Anita gets called names and doesnt want to tell anyone about it. All Anita wants is a friend that she can talk to, but will she make a friend? The b...
