When I was in elementary/middle school I had these friends that happened to live in the same neighborhood as me. I honestly don’t remember how I met them or where I them. All I remember is the friendships themselves. We all played together and because of that we also fought a lot. Honestly the drama was so high back then and technology wasn’t as big then. In fact it was just beginning to become popular with all the kids so we communicated on D.S's. So drama was created through these chat rooms and were even used in bullying cases. For my friend Diana it was a problem. She was always upset when it came to talking about her weight since she was a bit bigger then Danielle and I. Honestly it caused this whole scene as kids and she tried to talk to us about her depression and how she knew we hated her because she was the big, fat, ugly one out all three of us. It caused Danielle and I to be concerned for her but no matter what we did it never helped. Diana though wasn’t the only one with issues. Danielle also had some problems and shared them with me. In honesty I was closer with Danielle and so I knew more of what was happening in her life. 

Danielle had a problem of not speaking out directly so she would get tired of something happening and then just leave it to not be solved. She didn’t really seem to like me all that much and eventually we stopped being friends. I don’t remember all the details of why we would fight and I don’t remember a lot of our friendship. For me its a blur in most parts and clear in others. I just know that she used to be really close to me and I enjoyed her company. Some of my influence came from her and she made me happy. To have a friend down the street is awesome. Her family enjoyed my company and every time I would come over we would have real conversations. They were sweet and always inviting me to events at the house. They were wonderful to have close by. 

I don’t remember the last time I spoke to Danielle or Diana. I don’t remember the last real conversation we had. I don’t remember them moving away but they did. I don’t remember to many of the minor details but what I do remember is that I had fun. Danielle and Diana were both my friends and back then it didn’t matter if they were depressed or a little bit controlling. What mattered to me was that we were best friends and that I loved them. I really did enjoy there company and I thought both of them were great parts of my life. They may not think so about me and that’s ok. I take most of what I learn in stride and I learned a bit about myself from them. I may not be there friends now but I was then.