I was wallowing in a tornado of my best friend’s betrayal. One small act had caused a wreck,The Fine Line,I was wallowing in a tornado of my best friend’s betrayal. One small act had caused a wreck
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Here I was finally participating as a Rina camper (post-ninth-graders in camp) for the past four days. Yitty my sworn BFF and I had enthusiastically counted down to field day and I was having an amazing time —– until this shocking moment.
What was going on? Yitty had always been an extra-mile friend and was not the back-stabbing type. I couldn’t believe I heard (fine overheard) Yitty telling a tenth-grade camper “Shany complains all day. It’s so annoying!” Hit: 1 000 points!
My brain fired siding with my hurting heart to provide logical backup. To think that I had come to Raninu because Yitty thought it was the coolest camp….
Who was this anonymous tenth-grader anyway who had to inspect my flaws twist my skin inside out brush my heart with her germinated toothbrush?
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