I had always been told that Rose light (not real name) was a bad person. Even though I had only met her a few times she was nice. even if I thought she was nice, I had seen text messages and stories of her being so 'mean' I never was her friend. Till one day in 7th grade I got put in all the same classes as her we talked more. I knew she sat alone at lunch so I was the only one to sit with her. My friends hated it sooo much that most of them didn't talked to me because they thought she was awful, a rich girl who was mean to everyone. One of my best friends sat next to us one day and told me I may not like her but I'll give her a change cause you are my friend and I trust you. So all 3 of us have been friends ever since.
How I made my other best friend
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Girl on the sidelines
Why.
why must you love her
while I am stuck loving you from afar.
Our friends say we are good for eachother.
You smile and make me feel safe,
but then there is her. -
The Three Words
So hard to breath
when they just won’t come out.
But the more it hurts
the more it needs to be said
The words that nobody wants to hear
But at the same time, dying for them to come out.
They mean so so much -
What's the direction you choose?
I walk down a path
wondering which choice to make.
So many signs.
Colored roads.
Dead ends.
That you can get lost so easily –
how could one possibly know the right choice?
Even with directions being given,
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