I don't remember a lot from my childhood, not since group three in primary school. I do remember I moved to the place I live now when I was four. Gosh I miss those times. Everybody in my class was my friend, we all cared about each other. We played together and didn't fight. It all changed a bit when I decided I had to go a group higher. I left all my friends and got in a new class, with new faces and (maybe) new friends. Yes, I knew already 2 girls in that class. I was very social when I was little. We growed up and before I knew I sat in group 6. Things changed, a lot. I kinda belonged to the 'populair kids' in our class, since that become kind of important. Group 7. I was the youngest, I've always been the youngest. My friends got things in their life I wasn't even close to. I become day by day more shy. Jealous, that is what I was a lot of times. I didn't wanted to be alone. I was so nervous about what people thought of me, I was 11. My 'friends' had the coolest clothes, most friends and the best lifes. I fell like I was running apart. Then this thing happend. Their was this kind of girl I saw, she was different. In a good way. The friends I had, they had always clothes with a brand, but you.. you wore what you wanted to. And god damn I liked that. We became friends, and so did you became friends with my friends. A month, that is how long it took for my friends to realize you were different. And they didn't liked it, they were so, normal? Standart. Fake. I was in group 8 when I made a decision I really, really regret.
I choose their side
I choose the side of the Fakes.
And I let you all alone.
And I really, really regret that, and I'm still sorry.