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Food.
It's something some people take for granted.
Money.
Something people will blow in a matter of seconds, not caring
about how much they blow unless its theirs.
It's funny to think something like that could have a HUGE
effect on someones life.
But it has.
My two 'BEST' friends used to be real friends.
Until that first time I bought them something to eat.
Ever since then they've become scabbers.
They never bring food to school, always beg me to buy them
something.
I did at first, thinking it was just a phase, and that
they'd start bringing their own food again.
But they didn't.
They always blame me if they starved, or took me on the biggest
guilt trips ever.
I always crumbled.
That was at the beginning of the term.
It's been 8 weeks since then and i'm $150 short of what
i used to have.
I stopped bringing money to school, and they started ignoring
me. Saying i was a cr/ap friend and that i didn't care
about them.
I couldn't buy anything from the tuckshop anymore, because
they'd always grab the food out of my hands and sneak off
into a corner toeatit by themselves.
I could never bring money to school, because they'd take my
bag and look through it for money.
Yesterday they got so desperate for food that they stole $5
from a girls' bag that was lying on the foottpath.
I couldn't take it anymore.
I couldn't live with their constant moaning and their walks
around the school asking for money.
We have the nickname 'SCABBERS'.
I can't take being called a scabber.
So i left them.
Freedom was sweet.
For a couple of hours.
Halfway through second lunch they came up to me and my new
friends. They asked me "Adelle, are you leaving
us?"
I tried to look them in the eye and when I did, they looked
ready to kill.
I said yes, and they walked away laughing.
They left me alone for the rest of the day, but i knew
they'd put me throught the rumour mill already.
I just hope that they come to their senses, and leave me alone.
Or at least, become the fun, caring people they used to be.
I don't know what's going to happen to me.
I don't know who my real friends are.
I don't know who to trust.
My life is, for the third time in my life, truly WRECKED.
I don't know how it's going to turn out.
Thanks for reading all of that. i just needed to let that
out. i just needed to tell someone about this. i just needed
someone to KNOW.