My Old Friend
I knew her when I was six, and she abused me. Sometimes I wonder what my life wouldâ€™ve been without her. I donâ€™t know if I wouldâ€™ve met the girl I love, but I sure know I wouldnâ€™t have an addiction, my friends and their parents wouldnâ€™t pity me, and my mom wouldnâ€™t constantly hover and nose around like a needy animal. Iâ€™m so glad we arenâ€™t friends anymore.