What happened to the good days? When we would laugh and talk without fear? I had never felt so happy in my life. What happened? You told your “other” friends I was nothing more than a weirdo who followed you around, your little “posse”. I wish a blade was within reach. It is devastating to have your own heart twisted and torn by lies, by a fake friendship. By my own foolishness. How could I have been so stupid? I should have left you alone. But I thought you wanted to be around me, you always smiled and waved at me to sit by you. I thought your laughter was genuine. I thought I had found, at long last, a true friend. But, it was only just a joke, and I am dying of laughter.