Author: MokikaStyle PM
All her life she has been losing friends.From death to just plain bad friendships she tries to kick them out of her memory. But her memories don't give up to easily and they come back...Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy/Mystery - Words: 337 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Published: 12-05-06 - id: 2285722
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I only have one friend left now, you. Charles got mad at me again for calling him Charlie. I think it went deeper than that because he has been grouchy lately. I've done alot for Charles over the months. I have cheated for him,given him money, and have laughed at his stupid jokes. All I got in return was a so-called "friendship" but that is over now too. I wish our friendship was like a math problem difficult to figure out but simple to redo. He isn't part of an equation though and him and I are no longer friends. I never liked him as more than a friend but my heart feels a void where he used to be.
Losing Charles as a friend reminded me of me and Erica. Her and I used to be playground pals. We always held hands, went down the slide together, and shared peanut butter cookies. Whoops! Sorry for writing that. That wasn't really a fact but one of these wierd flashbacks I sometimes get. They feel so real but the girl in them doesn't look like me. The girl is younger than me and much more prettier.
Sometimes I dream about the girl and I wonder how many friends she has. I know that is a strange thing to wonder but I do. I know she proabably has more friends then me and most likely the type that don't treat you like gum on the bottom of someone's shoe.
Once in my room I found a tiny stuffed animal, the kind from a fastfood resteraunt
and it had the inital "EJ" on the tag. I wonder what "EJ" stands for. For some reason the first thing that crossed my mind was the "E" stood for Erica. But why would I have her stuffed animal in my room?
Aww man! I here my mom calling me down for dinner I better go...