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Posted by on 2013/11/19 under Friends

So about three years ago, a person i believed to be my friend, and who i had been friends with since age 2, decided to begin ignoring me, and my sister, whom was also friends with her. we had always suspected she was not a great person. she would constantly make us feel stupid, she was selfish and did not want to hear what we had to say, and was overoccupied with moving up the popularity ladder and super self conscious. our friendship was teetering, but we were in denial. when she stopped talking to us out of the blue, i demanded her to talk to me, to talk through it. she knew the influence she had on my feelings; if i had cried she would have done her job. he sat by me everyday at lunch, and would not talk to me. it was mental torture. one day i decided to force her into a situation she would have to talk, an embarassing one where it would make her look like the bad guy she was. i stood up in front of all our friends turned to her and i said sarah, why arent you talking to me? she looked forward. i said it again louder. still nothing. no one even seemed to notice. the next day she was sitting at a different table. and worse, she was happy, untormented. Meanwhile, any contact i had with her was like slicing the wound open. she texted me one day after i had thought i forgot her. i recognized the number, immediately. i still remember it today. she wanted her books back, and the agony started again. i had my dad deliver them. presently, three or four years later, im in highschool. everyone tells me to move on, that shes a b**** and not worth it. but everyday is agony that i have to see her. she keeps in contact with my friends, and i just glare whenever shes near. shes told them things such as they were too goody goody for me, and that we left her for a different friend, and that she simply foes not know why we have such hard feelings for her. i realize we r on her mind like she is ours. but every word that comes out of her mouth is a lie. she is fake. her voice is nasally and annoying. her walk is prominent and annoying. her nearness in my classes taunts me and my sister. she lives in my neighborhood, and everyday we pass her red car going home, and i restrain the urge to flip her off. on the way to school, i restrain the urge to rear end her. she seems to drive so slow, as if shes overcompensating for responsibility to prove she might be a good person. but shes not. shes a sociopath. and i just want her to suffer like shes made me suffer all these years. i never want to see her again. id be happy in fact if she — no. im too good to say or think that. im so much better than her, but yet she lives her life content, pushing away friends shes done with until shes too self conscious without them. she hurts ppl over and over again, and yet shes successful with her grades, a basketball player, and trackstar for high jump. i hope she hits her head on that bar she hops pn, and i hope all the ppl she is dependent on push her away and realize her for what she is. but thats not going to happen. only god has the power to punish her. and lord he has the power to relieve me of this anguish. its been too long. and it blocks my focus. and it terrorizes my thoughts. and the hate just grows the more i have to see her, attempting to steal friends, getting the teachers approval for an answer she confidently said in class, and seeing her car at its slow and careful speed. i hate you so much. youve impacted my life too long. i needed to be the one who got rid of you when you were a bad friend. the bad friend cant get rid of the good friend. she ruined my world. i had a year of depression where i didnt care how i looked, the clothes i wore, my complexion. she soared during that time. now ive improved, but her influence on my life would tear any sane person to pieces. thank you for listening. i wish i could tell her every word i just said and more. i want her to know she has made my life a living hell, and make her pay. i just want to tell her shes a f***ing sociopath, pussy, fake, a b****, and why.

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