When you think of the word "friends" you probably think of late nights on the phone giggling like idiots, talking about boys. You would also think about those fights over pointless things. Although the term "friends" usually doesn't mean "backstabbing girls, who would stop at nothing to make you miserable", but in this case it did. They were vicious, rude and for the most part mean.
At the beginning of the year I thought that it would be better then last year, we were all older, which was supposed to mean that we were going to be wiser and more mature. Turns out that it never happened. I also thought that people would have gotten less catty too. Another thing that can be wished but never done.
When people get in the way of other people, they get pushed out of the way, and for the most part, out of the picture. That is what happened this year. I got in someones way, and got pushed out of their lives. I tired my hardest to repair, myself, and get myself back in the picture. It didn't work. I now realize that as people get older, they grow apart. In some lucky cases, if you spend enough time with that person, you could quite possibly stay friends. I decided that was what happened to us, we grew apart.
I look back, and I realize that I spent so much time, and tears trying to fix something that couldn't be fixed. I let time continue, and I gave in. There was nothing I could do, but let it go. Now I realize that it was meant to be.
This while experience has left me many values. The first one it left me was that some people are meant to be in your life for a certain amount of time. They have a purpose in your life, and once they fulfill it, they leave it. Others are meant to be in your life, from start to end. This is the kind of person I thought they would be. The people who stay the whole time are your real friends. Another value I have taken out of this whole mess, is that some people just want to be your friends because you have certain perks.
The one good thing that came out of this was that it was really a test of who were my real friends. My real friends stuck with me through all of this, and supported me. They were my support team. I now know who I can trust, and who I can't.
I can't look back. I can only move forward now. Moving forward for me means forgetting all of this, and moving. That is what I plan on doing exactly.
This summer I plan on having a drama free time. I will spend time with my real friends, and have a good time. Grade 8 is almost done, and I'm almost done too. I plan on having grade 9 be the best year yet. Drama free, with my friends. That's the way I like it.
When I always thought about how nice my friends were when we were younger. I try to remember what happened. What went wrong. Sometimes I used to think, that maybe it was something I did. But now that I am older, I realize that it was never my problem.
