My most disappointing friend, Jillian

There was this one girl that I considered her my friend. We knew each other since I was born, when we were a baby we went almost every were together. We would even have birthday parties together, so when we were getting older we were still best friends.. Then when were about seven years old we started growing apart, we would hang out with each other’s friends she would ignore me and never introduce me to any of her friends. Then she would start talking about me with her friends like wasn’t there.

Then we would go to parties, she would just leave and act like that she didn’t know I was. But if we go to parties and I know who they were and she doesn’t I would introduce her. She wasn’t mean all the time. We were really cool. We would use to be close and we talk about what high school and college together. But things changed and we weren’t friends any more.

When we were little me and my mother would go to her house for Christmas Eve. Cause it was tradition and we all would exchange gifts with each other. Then we would all go in the kitchen and eat chitlens and macaroni. Then we would always go to the gifts after dinner and she would open the gifts and start bragging. But I always got over it and she would come with me to hang out with my friends. Then she would start to make some rude remarks about them and what we were doing. The only reason she did that is because my friends were different from her friends.

So I stopped hanging out with her. Then the middle of my freshmen year came up she had to stay with us because her mom went out of town. She stayed with us for two weeks and it was fine for a couple of days. Then my school had this dance that was required to go to and so she came with me. So when we got there she started getting these weird looks on her face like are we suppose to be in this neighborhood. So we got to the dance and she sat down and I saw all my friends and I introduce her and they were all talking to her. Then the music came on and we were all going to dance and she just sat there looking bored.

Then like in the middle of the dance we all went out side and ate at the corner store and she wouldn’t any of the food. So after the dance over we had to wait on my dad to pick us p and she was scared out of her mind. Then when my dad picked us up she got into the house. My mom asked how was the dance? She just started talking crap about my school and the music that they were playing and I couldn’t take it any more so I told her off. After that night we never talked to each other again. Cause when my freshmen ear was over I moved to Arizona and when I go home for breaks some times I don’t see her or call her. It has almost been to four years since I talked to her.