Best Friends

This is my first fan fic. Actually its not but it´s the first I publish. I won´t tell what happens so you just have to read it. I´m german so there are probably a lot of mistakes in. Please review!

I sat upstaires in my loft, trying to get it straight. It was very hard, ´cause I was someone who couldn´t throw things just away. I had to look at everything before I made my decision to keep it or not. Everything was covered with thick dust, I never took care of the loft. But today I had a day of from work and decided to clean it. I asked my husband and my two sons to help me but they got lame excuses and I let them go, they would probably make it even more messy. After some time I began to like looking at all these old things, which reflected my whole life. It began with pictures of me as babys and then my wedding dress, I know I should have taken better care of it but I kinda didn´t see sense in it. I found some pictures which made me realize some bad memories, they weren´t really bad but at this time I was very down. It weren´t even really pictures, I made them with the computer of my father when I was fifteen. I decide to throw them away and so I did it with the most things then when I went through my high school and college year books I found a book, something which meant a lot for me when I was younger. I blew the dusr away and could see the childish written words on the cover: Best Friends, forever. I didn´t know if I should cry or laugh at that memory, it was the worst ad the best time in my life. I read the rst from the cover: Lauren ( me) will never get married! No way! And Jen will marry Jordan! I love him so much! At this memory I chuckled. They never got married, but Jen married three other guys. It was weird she was always the one who said that she would get married once and then stay happily in this marriage forever, with a lot of kids. Well, she got her kids, five, each one with an other father. Though we were as different as two people could be we were the best friends for a long, long time. I guess our fave hobby was fighting with each other. I smiled when I found a picture of us, but it also made me terribly sad. I wasn´t sad when we slowly went our own way, not at all, I found an other best friend and suprisingly we are still best friends now. But she changed her best friends weekly, I could see it how she was close with someone the one day and the other day talking bad about that person. At least we were still at the same school and we had some classes together. We didn´t talk at all and we hardly look at each other. When I thought back to it I can´t even imagine how we once shared everything with each other. I often thought about going over to her, we lived nearby since I can remember and even now she lived just a few houses away from me. But something inside me told me to let it go, sure, I would never forget that friendship but I didn´t want to go through the things again like when I was a kid. I looked at the book again and sighed before I put it into the garbage can to the other things which I wanted to forget.

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Written by MACO