Why, when you are young, does the world seem to be after you? I know right now it feels that way, but it’s not true. I have had so much happen throughout the little life I yet have, and it just keeps on comin’. When you have a friend and that friend ends your friendship because of the ‘influence’ you have on them, was that person really a friend? There have always been signs that were lit up and neon telling me that this person wasn’t going to last. I just ignored them and kept on going. First, there had been multiple times this person and I have argued or fought. All friends do that, it’s a given, and you can’t always rely on that as evidence. What really should have been a sign was when the person who I thought was my BEST friend stole from me. He stole my $100 Simon Gift Card I got for Christmas… ON CHRISTMAS. Wow. I think that’s as low as a person can get, for being your ‘best friend’. I should have left him high and dry right then, but I couldn’t because I loved him too much, at the time. Even when he stole from me, I forgave him and still considered him a friend. How stupid I was for doing that. I should have listened to my mother and father and just let him go, but my heart wouldn’t let me–and I had to give him a second chance, that he ruined again recently. Well he didn’t ruin it for me, this time. I am sad, and feel like I wasted time and money on this person, but I don’t think I did. Like my mom said, it was a learning experience, and I learned that you can’t always trust a friend when you think every thing’s okay. Apparently I was a bad influence on him, although he wanted to smoke and drink, too. It wasn’t just me. We both did it, and he says that he’s not trying to pin things on me, but that’s exactly what he’s doing by saying that I ‘influenced’ him. I am going to get this out; he’s two-faced, hypocritical, secretive, sneaky, and down-right stupid. Complete idiot, if you ask me. He says bad stuff about one friend to me, then turns to her and says bad stuff about me. He does it to make everyone like him and to be honest, it works. But once you do that for so long, and with the ‘right’ kind of people, it turns on you like a beast in the night. Like Karma. What goes up, must come down. Always. Personally, I am pretty depressed about this; just because I don’t have anyone my age to confide in and relate to. All the other people I know, don’t really want to hang out or talk or anything; I don’t blame them because I never really gave them the time of day. Simply because I was always with HIM. I wish I could go back in time, but I can’t, and I have to “face the music” as they say. Well, I am facing it. With my chin up, eyes wide open, and a huge smile across my face. I will not let this get to me, although I sometimes think about it too much and get angry and sad all at once. But I am not going to worry about it, because that’s exactly what him and his little friend want me to do. They want my life to be ruined, but actually I consider this a rebirth. Like a Phoenix bursting to flame and rising from the ashes as a new soul. I never wanted it to happen, but it did, and it taught me a great deal about people and whoever you might think are your friends. I personally want to thank them for giving me the chance to start over without having to do it myself; I am too soft and I break down to easily. I would never be able to do it myself, apparently.
/Lindsey/
