by Alexa
(Naples, FL, Unites States of America)
I sat on the stairs crying about the shame and embarrassment my friend had put me through the day before. Tears had rushed down my rosy cheeks like a waterfall down a cliff. It puzzles me. What could i have done for my companion since grade school to feel compelled to take such horrific actions against me. I wasn't disloyal nor was i selfish, but perhaps that's life. There will always be someone there to turn their back to you and there will always be the betrayed.
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