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The Hardest Thing I Ever Gave Up
Everyone has given up something before. Even if it's just a favorite food. Well I had to give up my best
friend. We got into a fight and I knew from that day on we would never become friends again. I had to
give up three year of friendship . I had to give up our memories together. She was the other half of me.
I couldn’t live without her. I soon realized that I needed to move on and find new friends.
I remember the first day I meet her. I had just moved in across the street, not knowing a single person in
the neighborhood . She introduced herself and from that moment on we became best friends. We had little fights
every now and then, but we could never stay mad at each other. It took awhile to build such a strong friendship, but we
learned to trust each other. Then one day it all went to waste. This huge fight was the end to our late night talks about boys. The
end to our many memories that we had and were still having.
This fight was all her fault. She started to talk about people behind their backs. She told me everything,
so I knew she was doing this the whole time. Then, she started to talk about my other friends. It made
me angry. I had to do something about it, so I told my friends everything she has been saying.
Eventually, she found out it was me. Then that’s when we stopped talking. I felt bad for doing it but it
was the right thing to do.
As I see her on her porch everyday talking to someone on the phone, I get a feeling in my stomach that
she never cared. I think has she found a best friend this fast? Did she care that our friendship was over?
I didn’t get over it for awhile. How did she so quick?
I had to get over it one way or another. I eventually found other friends but for some reason none of
them are as close as me and her were. In the future I will remember her. As I move on with life I have
found everyone gets in fights with their best friend, I’m not the only one.