Since I'm an "Army brat" we moved around a lot and I never really got to make friends that were "lifelong."

Some people tried to be my friend but I just pushed them away, and stayed a loner. So when my dad said we would be living in one place for the rest of the lime I was going to live with him I was worried. People at school ere kind of nice and I started to open up. Then I started to like a boy and someone asked me if I liked him, I said yes, and she laughed at me with her friends. That was four years ago(in the fourth grade) an only in the end of the seventh grade did I start to loosen my grip on my friendlier side. It was around then that I met a very nice person, we became friends, and hung out and talked a lot at school. she was my best friend for a while but I was never hers so we grew apart.

I guess that's just how friendship crumbles.