I was a little, athletic, adventurous fifth grader who had more than what was realized. I was best friends with Jordan L., and Kevin E., two boys. Now as a girl you’d want to have best friends as well…girls. I had girl friends of coarse but not as close.
Since first grade, where our friendship began, everyday at recess we’d play tag or run on the track in which I’d always win. Before the year began I had no problem with the usual, but them it started to get old. One day I was asked to join the girls in a cheer and game. I didn’t tell Jord or Kevin, I thought they’d laugh. I remember for my turn I did a cartwheel and we all laughed at some falls. After we joined arms over shoulders again, I looked back to see Jordan and Kevin frowning. Someone called my name so I turn back to the game. They didn’t talk to me for the rest of the day until we were going out to the buses. I asked them if they were ok Kevin said. “Yeah” but Jordan only nodded. I spent the whole bus ride home thinking about the situation. I didn’t think it was such a big deal.
Overt the next couple of days I played with them then I was going back and forth between the two activities. Kevin was always still talking to me but Jordan sometimes would talk but other times he’d give me the silent treatment.
Soon the silence turned into name calling and seeing who could bash the other better. I didn’t really know what to think, what to do this had never happened to me before. I couldn’t say anything mean, I couldn’t come up with anything, kind of stupid to sit in your room for an hour trying to think of a way to be mean, but that’s what I did. Soon I had lost their friendship, sure I was pretty good friends with all the girls now, but I had the greatest time when I was with Jordan and Kevin. That’s how the school year ended then in sixth grade I went to a different school which probably made it worse. Now I am friends with Kevin, but Jordan and I would never ever be able to be friends. They we’re my real friendship. Do I think it’s sad, yeah but that’s where my belief comes in. This is what I believe:
Everyone regrets past moments of their lives, but me I believe in no take backs. The reason why is that it put me in a situation that made me feel horrible at the time. I see Jord once in a while and it’s never a good thing. I feel as though hated. I think it’s better this way because I never noticed how mean he could,and would be to others. So the next time you wish you could redo something really think about it, it may have been better for it to happen.
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