I was 14 years old in 8th grade. I had the two best friends anyone could have. But I also had one great guy best friend that they hated. They used to tell me all the time to get rid of him. But I never did because he made me happy. He was the only one who seemed to always get me. He always listened to what I had to say and he gave the best advice. My friends started to think I liked him better than them. (This was not true). They started to gradually stop talking to me. And when it came time I realized what they were doing, I let them go. I was upset. Very upset actually. But my guy friend was still there for me. And I started to think I was right after all but then out of no where he left me. All alone. It’s seemed like I had no one. I had lost all my friends. I never told anyone how upset I was because I didn’t want anyone to thing I was a drama queen or anything but those two girls were my best friends… So I thought. And no worries, to make things even worse.. I found out my two “friends” easily became friends with my “guy friend” they totally betrayed me but made me come out to be the bad guy in the whole situation. I will admit, I do miss them very much. I love my friends now but something about that friendship was different. I wish I would’ve chose my friends over the boy.