Let me tell you about my best friend. She’s tall, very tall if you ask me. Her hair is almost down to her butt. She’s very incredibly beautiful. Just about every guy would die to get a chance with her. Her brains and beauty are her pride and joy. SS is definitely a dream girl. She has a pretty face but she ain’t no fool, straight A student but she likes to have fun. I mean come on, who doesn’t love to party.

    When i first met SS it was at my 15th birthday party. Man was that a night to remember. Had all my friends there, a dj and lots of alcohol. Yes this was only about three years ago but a lot has changed since then. Anyhow, I met SS through another close friend AR. I began getting close with SS after my freshman year at William Penn. She immediately became my best friend.

    After sleepovers and telling each other everything about everything we knew our bond would never break. I would text her every day, and luckily for me she lived down the street. I love SS and what I’m about to write breaks my heart to pieces. I didn’t find out about this till the night of my sophomore year homecoming dance. I was getting ready at AR’s house with another friend. We were all having a good time well me and AR were, T was just arguing with her boyfriend the whole time. All of the sudden “You know SS has.. “ What are you talking about?
   
   
    “Oh she didn’t tell you?” tell me what? A million thoughts came to my mind. After finding out what they meant my heart immediately sank. Pretty sure I felt the same way Rose Bukater did when Jack let go or maybe something worse. I didn’t know how to approach it but it was also none of my business but I thought I had the right to at least help her out. Nothing seemed wrong with her she looked completely healthy. How could I not know I’m supposed to be her best friend? I felt kind of betrayed. Then i thought to myself “how would I deal with this if it were me?” “How would I even tell a single soul, let alone my family?” I wanted to cry, I don't know if she’s okay, how this is going to affect her life. I had to talk to her.

    SS can I talk to you? “What’s up?” Um I don’t know how to put it in words or what to think but I thought you told me those things people were saying were rumors. Of course I told her how I found out that was the least of my concerns. She told me what had happened and I immediately felt like I was going to die, how did something so horrible happen to MY best friend. No way i thought to myself, why her? Why SS?

    Remember that party I went to? I guess I had too many drinks that night. I can't really tell you everything because i don't remember. I just remember the GUY that I woke up next to the next morning. He was way older than she was. Honestly have no idea why someone his age would be there partying with teenagers or worst hooking up with them. But this wasn't a hook up this was r*pe.

    Why didn’t you tell me? I felt a feeling that I have never felt before, worse than pain. Till this day I despise what this guy did to my best friend. Not only did he destroy her emotionally but he ruined her life. Her life has completely made a 360. She could no longer have a normal relationship with anyone. She can no longer look at anyone the same. She was a wreck and so was I. Nothing in the world would make this better or okay.

Herpes is a viral disease caused by herpes viruses, affecting the skin often with blisters or the nervous system. Herpes, something incurable. SS will have to live with this for the rest of her life. And I have to live with the fact that my best friend has that and will suffer with that forever.

While SS didn’t know at first of what she had contracted neither did her boyfriend. SS gave it to him too. This should teach a lot of you that no matter how much you love or trust a person that you should still look out for yourself no matter what. I was that girl that thought no way this could happen to me or anyone I love or its unlikely to happen to them they're smarter than that well i was wrong because it happened to the person i cared about the most. Even though it wasn’t her fault and she was always careful that night that was supposed to be fun turned out ruining her life.

Who doesn’t like having a good time or going to a party just for the heck of it? I’m not trying to say that you shouldn’t go to parties or that you shouldn’t trust your partner. I'm just trying to say that you only get one body, so you only get one chance. Take care of it or you lose. Your body is supposed to be your home, your everything. No one knows your body as well as you do. Watch what you consume, don’t let one night ruin the rest of your nights.