Now, here we are, 6th grade, 4 long years ago. Everything I thought started to crack; my mom passed away due to a car accident, and my dad.. well, my dad decided to go to therapy due to the loss of his wife.

But there was something else that started to wither; my only friend, Stephanie. She was a girl who always made me laugh. She still does. I noticed over time that she cried a lot and her appearance just felt wrong. Stephanie had bruises everywhere, and I had many theories. Those theories didn’t stay in my mind that much at first. I wanted her to be my girlfriend, since I had big crush on her, but I loved someone else too.

I remember heading to my aunt’s place for around 2 years. I got Stephanie’s number, and we talked, vented to each other, and just did activities on the phone together. She now lived over 3 hours away, and I wrote her a text asking for a visit. 

Me: Hey, I miss you a lot. Recently, everything has been getting rather stressful and draining, so I would like if you would visit here, because I miss you. 

Stephanie: sure! you mentioned you moved, so it would be fun, what’s ur address?

She.. she responded? I thought. I started blushing and weeping, wanting to beg her to come now. I just needed to wait.