I wasn’t her best friend or only friend and that bothered me. Ruchi was my closest friend, but for her, I was one of many,DMCs: Freedom Trail,I wasn’t her best friend or only friend and that bothered me. Ruchi was my closest friend, but for her, I was one of many
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I don’t know how it happened. I guess if I really want to analyze my feelings I would say that I felt a bit lonely. Most girls in my class had paired off into best friends and while I had friends I didn’t have that one special friend who would save me a seat on the bus or wait for me after class or grab an extra anything for me. In retrospect I now also recognize that I suffered from low self-esteem and a sense of insecurity… again I suppose I could analyze it and blame my family my past but there’s no point really.
I am who I am — I’m always working on myself and I’m fine with that now. And that’s not really part of this story anyhow.
We were a class of 25 girls. I’d been friends since fifth grade with a girl I’ll call Ruchi and we always got along great. By eighth grade we were very good friends and life was good. We got together often in either her place or mine went on walks did homework together. She was my closest friend no doubt about that.
Although… it was very unsettling for me to spend an entire weekend with her sleeping at her house staying up all night confiding in each other playing games laughing… and then get to school on Monday and see her laughing and talking with another classmate.
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