Breaking Free

Everyone morns at one point in their lives, wither it be because someone didn't get to marry or date the girl they thought loved them back, or your animal gets so sick they are close to just having to be put down, or even the loss of a loved one. All of these are very possible situations, and although they have never happened to me, I think I could sympathize. Imagine it is your first day in a new high school, surrounded by new faces, whom you are anticipating to meet and spend the rest of your teenage years with, and as you gulp, wipe off your sweaty hands, and look over at your best friend, the one who moved with you and has helped you with your problems since... well, you look at her, and all of your worry goes away. But also does that feeling of wanting to make new friends, the feeling of wanting to even want to remember any of these people after you graduate, and the feeling of wanting to stand out. Because that is what your best friend did. She got rid of all of your stupid feelings and woe, but most importantly the wanting of something more in life than that of what you deserve. Everyone thinks they are given the right to have multiple friends, and best friends, or even boyfriends and girlfriends, but just like the lives you live, you only truly get one. And lucky for me I found her, but unfortunately, she's not real.