Separated by my mistake

Separated by my mistake

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I met this girl on a chat site. We became really good friends. But I made a mistake one day because I let my anger get the best of me and did something very stupid.I picked up the phone and called the wrong person. I should of never did that it was the worst mistake I ever made in my life that I now do regret.Because my mistake made me and my friend separate. She hates me with a mistake that i made This mistake made us separate .I am very sorry for the mistake that made to you I did not really mean to do what I did. A ll because I was so stupid not to listen now me my friend had to separate. Over my mistake if you are reading this i am very sorry please understand my mistake we are now separated from one another. If there is chance we could every become friends i never make that mistake again .The feeling being separated from my best friend hurts deeply inside. I shared my life with her and told things that I kept from other people realize that my mistake keeps us separated.
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