This I beleive
I believe that even your closest friends can end up being fake. No matter how hard you try to be the best of friends.
In the past few years, I think I have had a pretty hard time. In the middle of my 6th grade year, I started going to an after school. Which I was not very excited about. When I started there I had no friends but I did know one person, at first we just hung out together.I had a great first half year there I had a lot of fun. Next year I also came to the after school since I had so fun last year. During my 7th grade year I had a great group of friends, we had so much fun together . we would all have a great laugh and i was always excited to see them and talk to them about what’s happened in my life and in thiers.
In 7th grade(mid year) I became friends with a guy named carter. We would always play basketball together, it was so much fun, even if I got 1 basket after thirty tries.;) Because I was sooo bad at basketball he would teach me how to play and now at the after school i can play with all the guys and not look stupid, all thanks to him! Even if i sucked at it carter never gave up on me even when i wanted to so badly. I would get mad and frustrated when i couldn’t make a shot, no matter how hard i tried! carter would always keep me going. One memory I have of me and him is that carter was teaching me to make the sound that professionals basketball players make when they shoot. He said “It has to sound like your taking the biggest dump”! “GRRRUUGGHHH”! And he made a shot. So i said “okay”. “I will try.” when i shot the basketball i said “WEEEEEEEE”. We both laughed so hard. When me and carter started to hang out together a lot more at the after school my group of “friends” they talk behind my back, talking about how I flirt(not really) with carter and how I like him. I would always say “I like him as friend”. Even though I said that they didn’t believe me. I got so annoyed by them I started to only hang out with carter.
Towards the end if the (school)year so many things happened , I wouldn’t be able to write only a page about. When ever i saw Carter come through the door i got excited and happy and hoped we would play another game together but i would also become sad because i know this his last year here. He is leaving this year because he is an 8th grade and 9th graders can’t go to the after school.. I was frustrated and mad at myself because I didn’t know what I did wrong that made my “friends” become this way. I worked really hard to figure out who was talking about me when I came to the conclusion that all of them were talking about me. When carter left, I was very depressed. I was so depressed that i cried every night for a whole week. Ever since carter left things have gotten worse with my “friends”. I would make new friends and a few months later figure out they have started talking trash about me. I mad, confused,sad,annoyed from all of this but it will never stop. I and many others have experienced fake friends. I will tell stay strong, never give up!
In the past few years, I think I have had a pretty hard time. In the middle of my 6th grade year, I started going to an after school. Which I was not very excited about. When I started there I had no friends but I did know one person, at first we just hung out together.I had a great first half year there I had a lot of fun. Next year I also came to the after school since I had so fun last year. During my 7th grade year I had a great group of friends, we had so much fun together . we would all have a great laugh and i was always excited to see them and talk to them about what’s happened in my life and in thiers.
In 7th grade(mid year) I became friends with a guy named carter. We would always play basketball together, it was so much fun, even if I got 1 basket after thirty tries.;) Because I was sooo bad at basketball he would teach me how to play and now at the after school i can play with all the guys and not look stupid, all thanks to him! Even if i sucked at it carter never gave up on me even when i wanted to so badly. I would get mad and frustrated when i couldn’t make a shot, no matter how hard i tried! carter would always keep me going. One memory I have of me and him is that carter was teaching me to make the sound that professionals basketball players make when they shoot. He said “It has to sound like your taking the biggest dump”! “GRRRUUGGHHH”! And he made a shot. So i said “okay”. “I will try.” when i shot the basketball i said “WEEEEEEEE”. We both laughed so hard. When me and carter started to hang out together a lot more at the after school my group of “friends” they talk behind my back, talking about how I flirt(not really) with carter and how I like him. I would always say “I like him as friend”. Even though I said that they didn’t believe me. I got so annoyed by them I started to only hang out with carter.
Towards the end if the (school)year so many things happened , I wouldn’t be able to write only a page about. When ever i saw Carter come through the door i got excited and happy and hoped we would play another game together but i would also become sad because i know this his last year here. He is leaving this year because he is an 8th grade and 9th graders can’t go to the after school.. I was frustrated and mad at myself because I didn’t know what I did wrong that made my “friends” become this way. I worked really hard to figure out who was talking about me when I came to the conclusion that all of them were talking about me. When carter left, I was very depressed. I was so depressed that i cried every night for a whole week. Ever since carter left things have gotten worse with my “friends”. I would make new friends and a few months later figure out they have started talking trash about me. I mad, confused,sad,annoyed from all of this but it will never stop. I and many others have experienced fake friends. I will tell stay strong, never give up!