Do I Regret Knowing You?

Chapter 1: Losing your best friend sucks, even if it's only for three months and two days.

It all started when Jimmy, the brother of Rachel, her best friend, took them to a end of the summer party with a bunch of cheerleaders, beer, seniors,

We burst out of the door, unveiling ourselves to the crowd outside. We felt like rock stars. Everyone had to get a few more pictures with other friends as they arrived and then we filed inside. The place was decorated from top to bottom, glittered stars hung from the ceiling, white Christmas lights twinkled all around, and glimmering gowns in every color made the entire venue sparkle. As a class, months earlier, we had chosen the theme, “I’ve had the time of my life”. The girls had pulled it from our favorite movie, “Dirty Dancing”, and I think the boys just went with it. We sat down for dinner where we were served our choice of meat, with rice or potatoes and a medley of veggies. Nobody ate much though, either because of nerves, vanity, or just plain desire to get to showing off our best moves, we wanted to boogie! After about an hour the tables were cleared off of the dance floor and it was time to the highly anticipated partying. The DJ played the hottest jams of 1999 and we danced the night away. Most of the girls were in their bare feet, unable to take the pain of high heels any longer as we busted our best moves.

In life, people can gain friends quickly, but what no one talks about is that they can lose them just as fast. I learned how quickly a friendship can begin and end about two years ago. In August of 2013 a girl named Moriah Ebron was deemed my best friend. She lived in Delaware while I was all the way in West Virginia. That was a small challenge, but we made it work. We were able to visit each other and have an amazing friendship, but suddenly, something went terribly wrong. Never had I realized how fast friendships can end until I became friends with Moriah Ebron. This is an epic story of friendships and trials as well as love and hate. This is all about how I gained and lost a best friend in the same amount of time, and how that shaped me as a person.

One afternoon, right after the final bell of the day had rung, I was at my locker, packing up my things quickly to make the bus on time. As I swung my backpack onto my shoulder, it collided with someone who I didn’t realize was standing directly behind me. I barely had enough time to register what had just happened before one of my friends yelled “Ouch! F* you Emma!” I was so surprised that someone could have said something so mean to me that I ran out of school and onto the bus. As we pulled out of the parking lot, I leaned against the window, trying to process my feelings on what the person I thought was my friend had said to me. Almost immediately I concluded that my friend must now hate me and that I shouldn’t hang out with him any more because he’d yell at me.

Less than two months into my second semester of High School and I had lost all of my friends, I had nobody that I could turn to and felt as if my life was ruined. At this point, I was heavily hit by my depression and became ostracized from everything/everyone that had previously made me happy. It all started on February 21, my best friend’s birthday and also the day they asked if I would go out with them, when I refused everything began spiraling downhill. Upset by my rejection and inflamed by the idea that they were “so out of my league” and that I could “never get someone like them again”, my best friend went to our group of friends and told them several lies. All of these falsities revolved around the idea that I consistently slandered my friends behind their backs and how I never truly enjoyed their friendships. The idea of me doing these things enraged everyone and without even questioning the claims, I was removed from the

So this is where my story takes off. It was just a normal fall day in November of 2011. I woke up ate cereal and said bye to my dad not knowing I would never see him again. I rode my bike to school with Zack. He wasn’t just any friend, he was my best friend we hung out every day we did everything together. Back to what I was saying it was just a regular day going to school at the end of the day my principle called my teacher and said that I was too come to the

While the majority of friendships have swaths of ups and downs, that has never been the case with Tyler and I. We stuck together through thick and thin, whether it was when his brother was burying knives in the wall in a wild chase after us, or when I hit Tyler’s teeth with a baseball bat. After a elongated period of time, I finally realized the impact Tyler had had on me, and to some extent, my family.

My newfound friend and I were immediately lifelong best friends--we spent hours making cheerleading routines on the trampoline and creating movie trailers and music videos. By eighth grade, our quick friendship became a stronger bond, where we could comfortably share our most personal secrets. As we relaxed on the trampoline with the warm August sun radiating onto our faces, Annabelle confided in me the story that launched her impact on my future.

Even if Jonathan and I were together for merely nine months, I can honestly say those were the best nine months of my life. This experience made me realize so many things. Maybe I should be careful with people who call themselves my friends. Maybe I should not trust many people as much as I

She put her lunch tray on the table, plopped her backpack on the floor, and sat down across from me. She started to eat the mac and cheese on her plate (51).” When Auggie was hurt he clung to the only people he knew were true friends to him. He is lucky to have Summer, having a Summer in high school would have meant everything to me, as it does to Auggie. Summer saw Auggie for who he truly was, she did not see just his difference she saw him. She saw how smart he was, how nice he was to her. She saw his humor and his pain, she just wanted to be the best person she could be for him and that was a friend. A friend is something you should never take for granted. Someone to lean on, to confess to, and to be silly with. I never had friends like that. My friends talked behind my back to my sister about me, telling her how annoying I was or they couldn’t understand why I thought the way I did. They told my sister not to let me go to a certain college so they didn’t have to “take care” of me for four more years. I didn’t have friends in high school, I had acquaintances, because I was different. The people in my life never even said bye to me when I left for college that is when I started to truly see how I was treated. It took me until I went away to college to find someone like Summer. To find someone who would constantly be there for me whenever I need them and to laugh

Angelina always looked at the bright perspective of many negative situations, she always believed that God would intervene in the

I met my best friend when I moved from the back of the room to the front to escape one of my former friend’s negativity in Mr. Stockwell’s AP Literature and Composition. I always heard rumors about Brooke being a bully or unpleasant, and I believed it at first because she gave me a dirty side-eye the first week I sat next to her. Then when I pulled out my lanyard to put my key back on it, she gasped and started up a conversation on the anime Attack on Titan. We were alike in more ways than one, which was one more than we both previously believed. My upbringing taught me how to judge someone before actually meeting them, and there I was, thinking I had my friendships laid out properly to the point of being set for life. After hanging out with

You don’t know what I can do!” said Jenna back to her. She ran to her friend’s bunk, Jody didn’t want to make it a big complication out of it so she didn’t worry about it. She never got her bunk changed, but it didn’t matter because she would always sleep over her friends’ bunk. I wanted to relax this summer and was not going to let someone give me a hard time, so we never talked much. Two weeks were nearly over and our parents were going to come visit us in a day or two. I started to be nice to Jenna and she was nice to me, but I sensed that she didn’t want to be friends. She had a problem with my friend Lauren. At this time we were all ready to kill each other. I remember an argument that Jenna had with Lauren, they were yelling at each other and it only got worse by the second. I came up to them and started to hear what they were saying, since I was on lauren’s side, I yelled at Jenna “What is wrong with you!” “You can’t yell at me like that, you don’t know who I am!” said Jenna Then I said “I don’t care who you are” “I can make your life miserable" she said. At this point I was thinking to myself that this girl has major problems thinking she can do and say whatever she wants. I started to feel sorry for her. “I

When I was in kindergarten, I met my best friend. She was very shy at first and nothing about her seemed malicious. However, as the years went by, she became very imperious and unwilling to share anything, including friends. She wouldn’t allow me to befriend any other people without putting up a fight. However, she was allowed all the friends she pleased. Over the years she began to push everyone apart so that she was the common area between a bunch of enemies. Eventually, she and I began to argue over petty things and she would always make me feel as if I did something wrong. A massive argument then arose and I began to lose hope for our friendship because even though she was using me, I was oblivious at the time. The fight did separate us, and I was quite somber about the situation. However, this was when I realized all the things she had been doing wrong; all the things that I was better off without. The ending of our friendship for this period of time allowed me to reach this epiphany that I was my own person able to have my own friends, able to make my own decisions, able to be happy about my accomplishments. This sudden realization lifted the doleful weight from my shoulders, allowing me to become a much happier person with a new outlook on my life. Like I stated before, sometimes it takes us until we reach our lowest point to realize the journey that awaits, to regain the hope and strength that was lost