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It's like I'm meeting an old acquaintence...

Yours truly, is in the 12th grade now... A dear friend moved from New Delhi to Kolkata. Its a bad thing, friends going away and stuff.. but this was probably only the beginning.
I had a little tiff with two of my other friends. Its another bad thing. And because of that, I didn't study my Math properly... I cried throughout the class... Of course, what I did was wrong, but the two of them, boys, yelling and humiliating me, was no way to set the wrong right. Well, whatever, the fight was "resolved"... but not without leaving behind hard feelings.
Some things are hard to forget; this is going to be one of those things. It taught me that if you falter, "good" friends could just disown you anytime. So you have to be on your guard all the time... (The saying, "Good friends stab you in the front" is starting to make sense.)
The only people who really love you for who you are ... are... I don't know, I think there's just your family and your best friend... my best friend....





Lesson Learnt: They will all eventually walk out.