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March 24, 2016
By DeLana Parker BRONZE, Asheville, North Carolina
DeLana Parker BRONZE, Asheville, North Carolina
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She had been that dream friend that all the girls in the cheesy Disney movies have. She was perfect. She would always share her lunch with me, stand up for me when my  T-shirt was pulled around the corner and the jocks beat me up. She would come along, and boy! Could that girl hit! And we were inseparable. That’s why I regret all of the following decisions:
It was a rainy Monday in April. My grandfather was in the hospital in a coma, and I was very irritable. I was in almost a depressed state. I was rejecting all offers of comfort. And She noticed. She tried to be respectful, and she sat by me, and she didn’t say a word, but She gave me her dessert, but that just made me even more upset, and I shoved it back.

She was the perfect friend.  When I was down, she would always tell the most hilarious stories, and all that she wanted from me in return was what any good friend should do, and an occasional bit of food.  We were so close, we made a deal that on Monday, she would go home with me, and call her parent’s from there, and I would do it on Tuesday. And there was this other time where we used liquid glue to glue our palms together, so we had to go home together. We were the best friends. That is why I regret the following decisions:
It was a rainy Monday in April, and my father had just been deployed into Afghanistan. I was so upset. My father had joined as a young boy of just 18. He said that it was a will of the whim thing, and that the only reason that he hasn’t left is that he want’s to publically disobey orders, and make a point. He said that this was as good a time as any. I know that he’s going to die. I just can feel it. I need to tell someone.
I sat down with Her, and she wasn’t her normal self. She was sad, and she didn’t beg to have a slice of the Pizza that I had brought in. So I slid the slice of key lime pie her way, but she swatted it back.

It was a beautiful summer day, and I had just fallen in love. For the first time. I  knew that I had made as pact with Her that we would never have a crush, unless both of us chose to break the pact. But he was a dream boy with jet black hair, and hazel eyes with flecks of green., and he was just across the way in our apartment complex.  I, like a fool, thought that She would be happy for me. I had found love in this cruel, harsh world, and She would be happy for me. And even if she wasn’t, my new love was worth more than friendship could ever be worth.
But, I still cared about Her, so I told myself that if she brought up the pact, I would say that I forgot, and if that wasn’t enough, I would tell her just how strong my love was.
Boy, was she ever mad! She was beyond mad. She was FURIOUS!! She didn’t care that I “forgot”. She said that you should never forget the pacts that you make with friends. She pointed out that we both SWORE on our blood! So I told her that I truly loved him. That she just didn’t understand and was being totally unfair! That I loved him more than Her, and that I was going to go tell him right then and there.
I walked across the pool to him and I told him, and he blushed and said that he liked me too, he just didn’t have the nerve to say it. Right in her face. I regret that.

We had both decided that we were going to the pool, and I had planned it to tell Her that my parent’s were getting a divorce, like her’s had last year. She comes in all smile’s and bubble’s and tells me that she’s in LOVE!! We had both made a pact last year while her parents were divorcing that we could never EVER fall in love, because we could never let a divorce happen to the other person. We could never let that happen to a friend. She broke that promise!! If she broke a promise that simple, how can I trust her at all any more?

She had been let into the school soccer team, and she had gotten a rather good role in the school play This meant that when she wasn’t at soccer practice, she was at rehearsal and that left very little time for her to spend with me. In fact, she hardly ever even called me, and she always was preoccupied. I started to get really upset with her, so I  decided that since she couldn’t spend any time with me, and she couldn’t pay any attention to me, than I would steal her boyfriend. She was sort of neglecting him, but not even an eighth as much as me, so I took the opportunity. At first he was wary, but when I asked him out after a week or so, he said yes, and that We could tell Her together.
She was devastated, but We told her that she could know how it feels to be left alone, with nobody to talk to. I regret that most of all.

I was right. My father had died. I needed to talk to somebody. But how could I tell Her? That would just be selfish. She has Her grandfather, and the last thing that we both need is a reason to be depressed. So I auditioned for the play, and I got the lead role, and I also auditioned for the school soccer team, and got in. That left me with almost no to talk to Her. That’s what was best. So, when I found out, I was shattered. I had never felt this way before. Ever.

“Now you know what it’s like to be alone for day after day when you need a friend the most!”
“Yeah! I thought that we were serious!”
“MY FATHER IS DEAD!!!!!!!! I DIDN’T WANT YOU TO HAVE TO WORRY EVEN MORE, SO I LEFT YOU BOTH ALONE!!! I’VE BEEN YOU’R FRIEND FOR 5 YEARS, AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND FOR 2 YEARS, AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET!!!!!! WHEN I NEEDED A FRIEND JUST AS MUCH, IF NOT MORE THAN YOU!!”
I found a word for that feeling. Hate
“Oh my god! We never knew..”
“NO YOU DIDN’T! AND the lead boy in the play asked me out, and I said no because I thought that we were serious!!”
“Oh, I never… She just… I just… to make you realize”
“MAKE ME REALIZE!!! REALIZE WHAT? tHAT YOU TWO ARE BOTH JERK’S?”
“No.”
“WELL, STAY TOGETHER FOR LIFE FOR ALL I CARE. i MET SOME OTHER GIRLS IN THE PLAY WHO ARE JUST AS NICE AS YOU WERE! AND I’M GOING TO GO TELL THE OTHER GUY THAT I WOULD LOOVE TO GO ON A DATE!”

“Do you still want to go on a date?”
“But I thought that you said you had a boyfriend already?”
“How about I tell you ever a soda? Downtown after school?”

I do not regret this. Not. At. All.

“Cool.”

And that’s when our friendship died.
  



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