We Weren't Frenemies
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We Weren't Frenemies

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We Weren't Frenemies
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I have been going through a very hard semester full of ups and downs. There are times in where I feel hopeless and I want to lose faith. But that is when I'm reminded of you. If I was able to survive years with you, I will be able to overcome anything. I have always wondered: how is it possible for you to dislike me when I never did anything to you. I don’t think I did, and you never ever told me if I ever did anything to you.

I first met you in fourth grade, and I thought you were very pretty. Now that I look back, I may even say I was bit jealous of you. You were tall, pretty, and skinny. I felt less pretty when you were around. We would talk and play because that’s what kids do. I cannot fully recall if we had a problem surrounding a boy in our class. Correct me if I am wrong, but I remember something along the lines of a crush. You stopped being nice to me and even started to make me feel bad about myself. Who knows what happened after, however, the following year you did everything you could to take everything from me.

You started with someone whom I used to call my “best friend”, you manage to take her away from my side. Honestly, that hurt a lot. Was this just the start of it all? The girls and you would make fun of me all the time. Elementary school ended and I thought that it would all end with it. To my surprise, we went to the same middle school, but luckily you weren’t in my class during the first year. However, that changed the following year. Seventh grade came along and there you were sitting in the same room as me. I had hoped we would get along and for a while, I thought we did. Eighth grade came and you manage to get all the girls on your side. I don’t know what you told them but they would avoid me or talk bad about me. I felt alone that year, my best friend was in another class and only talk to three other girls in our class. But I do thank you for taking all the girls drama away from me because I became good friends with all the guys. They treated me better and made me feel included, so thank you for that. I still remember that day in where I found you crying in the bathroom. I hugged you and told you to calm down. I even went to get your cousin to make you feel better. But I think you decided to push that memory out.

High school is basically the same story. Once again we found each other in the same school. I kept asking the universe “why were you here again?” Throughout the four years, you continued to take my friends little by little. You even liked the same guy I did, someone you never paid attention too before. I never understood why you dislike me. Why continue to treat me the same way all those years? I was happy when school ended because I wouldn’t be seeing you as often as before. You went on your own path and so did I.

Once in a while I hear about what you are up too and honestly, I wish the best for you. I don’t gain anything from wishing the worse to you because that means I will never let go of the things you did. I just wanted to say thank you, you made me realize that some friendships arent meant to last. Everything will be taken away one way or another. Maybe one day we will sit down together and talk about everything. Until that time comes, I wish you nothing but the best.

We were not frenemies, well at least to me you weren’t one.

Sincerely,

The girl who became stronger

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