YOU HAD YOUR REASONS (Rewriting)
You know what's sad? When the people who gave you the best memories, become a memory. She was like all I ever needed, a best friend, sister, partner in crime, anything you can possibly call someone you can die for. Yeah, I know right? Stupid. But now it feels like I was friends with a memory all these years, an illusion of the perfect bff that I had in mind. It feels like nine years, where I could have gotten the courage to explore and probably make a shit load of friends, I was busy dealing with someone else's problems, giving them a shoulder to cry on, being the mirror to break into pieces when they were furious, when all they ended up doing was dig right through my efforts and push me off the cliff when I wasn't looking. It's sad, I know. But again, what's hilarious? If she asks me for one more time, I will do it all over again in a heartbeat. But she won't ask. She never will...
It is just- a lot changes, and sometimes...It is not for the best.
Written as a diary for the most part.
I wrote this book as a naive teenager and this is probably really stupid, and is only kept here because of nostalgia. It needs major editing and has a few plot holes here and there. You have been warned.
Rank: #6 in non-fiction on 29-05-2016