The snapchat popped up. I was casually doing my homework, going over over what I had done in school.  It was from my “bestfriend”. “Why are you spreading rumors about me?” The words confused me, I  read them in my head over and over until the snapchat disappeared. My mind spun with questions. I answered “No y would you think that?” I bit my nails in fear. I was pacing back and forth, anger rushed to my mind. I blurted out swears in the amount of my anger.  “Bing..” It was her.   “Stop lying because someone told me that you said that I pretend to be stupid, that I always try to one up you and that I supposedly try and make you mad by saying that the person that you like called me hot, so stop lying.” I felt my heart start to beat faster, my teeth clenched, I was furious.
       

Being out of control , I quickly texted her, “What is true is that I do think that, you flirt with everyone. You act like you are so f**%ing cool when you are actually a nobody.” “swoosh” it was sent before I could even regret it. It was done, I could never take it back, but I meant it with all of my heart.  I never felt this way about her, angry and hateful. “Bing” Another one. “ Right back at you, you never talk to me anymore, you don’t even say hi to me in the hall anymore, you are always off with your other best friend.  I guess she took my spot.” She meant it. Those words. They were the end.
       

I had just lost someone, my best friend, my sister. I remember us coming up with a different language and making songs together, and now what are we. From uncomfortable car rides, to long periods of silence just to walking by each other in the hall giving each other dirty looks.   We are now ugly souls who call each other b****es and can’t even hang out without getting annoyed with each other, and wanting to go home. What happened? When did we go downhill? When did we become enemies? I didn’t answer I just couldn’t. I could feel my anger disappear into depression. We aren't best friends anymore, not even friends? Waterfalls of tears poured down my face, just thinking about it. Until there was only a dry sob. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn't tell anyone about it. I am strong. I kept trying to think that was true,  but was I really?
       

To this day, I still remember everything. I remember the hateful words we said to each other. Our relationship used to be like peanut butter and jelly, we were inseparable. We always fought, but never like this. We still have our ups and downs. Pretending to be fine with eachother, but secretly being angry with each other.  Inside I have anger and things that can ruin her and so does she, but we are best friends, who won't let them out, ever. We fight, we laugh, we cry, we yell, we are always there for eachother, I will always be the shoulder to cry on and same to her. We make jokes about someone just by looking at each other. We are open to walk into each other homes without knocking. We have fights, it changes us, our thinking of who we actually are, but we are always there for eachother. That’s what best friends do.