There are just some people in life that aren’t nice and that’s the truth. People like robbers and murderers and terrorist but sometimes there are people that you know, people that don’t care about you or your opinions and what makes them worse than robbers (in some sort of way) is that you don’t know what they are until they hurt you and that’s just horrible. Today I am going to be sharing my story of my horribly Toxic Ex-Best friend.
It all started in year 5. We were r friends but not like best friends. We were in the same class and then our teacher decided to do assigned seating. She put her beside me. (I do not feel comfortable sharing her name on this site without her permission, So I will refer to her as “her” throughout the story) She was one of the Semi- Popular crowd. (She was in but not in “deep”) So when she took a liking to me, I was flattered and discarded my other friends.
We started getting really close. Telling secrets, sharing food, Inviting Each other to our houses. But one day something strange happened in class. The teacher asked a question and I raised my hand to answer so did she and then the teacher picked me instead of her, she frowned and I panicked. Was she going to stop being my friend? Then because I was so overwhelmed, I gave the wrong answer.
Now it wasn’t like a super-funny wrong answer, it was a very-normal-any one -could-have-said-it answer. But suddenly she started laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world. She didn’t get punished though (I thought that was a little unfair) Anyway at recess that day I asked her why she had done that and she said because it was funny and then I told her it made me feel sad and she said that she didn’t mean to. After that I stopped raising my hand often (I still raised it just not all the time)
When I told my mom, she told me I should stop being friends with her, because she was a bad influence on me, I didn’t get it I agreed and went back to school to tell her. When I told her, she was not a happy camper! She took her notebook and started writing in it and started started walking away. By now I had other friends so I just shrugged and went to meet them. Later that day a boy gave her note book and I read it. It was about me and what a horrible person I was. It made me feel sad. But it also said she was going to replace me and that made me feel anxious! I didn’t want to be replaced. So, went over to her to apologise to her and begged for her forgiveness. She said I was forgiven but she still wanted to make me pay so she told her mom and I had to be called to the office and apologise and tell her daughter sorry as well. I did and we were friends again. A week had passed and it was almost time to go to Year 6 and people were stressed that they weren’t going to pass but for me I was stressed for something else.
Had I made the right decision?
Well that’s it for today’s post. If you wanna see Part 2 come back soon.
Be Fun and have a Fantabulous Day
, xoxo Ivy