You Turned Your Back When I Needed You Most

Hey my name is Madeline amd I'm going to tell you a story about me and my ex best friend.

Me and Nora were friends since the second grade. She was new to this country and new to this school. She spoke english though. So anyways, no one spoke to Nora or tried to be friends with her. They thought she was weird and they thought she looked ugly. I wouldn't say that she was what you called pretty. I pretty much agreed with the whole class on her looks. She was light skinned with short red hair. Her hair was always frizzy and always out of place. She had black eyes and some extremely bushy eyebrows. She was pretty short for her age and her clothes were completely worned out and torned. You can tell that all she wore were hand me downs. As for me, I had a caramel complexion. I had long dark brown hair. My hair was always eat and clean. I usually wore it in a ponytail. I had dark brown eyes and my eyebrows were not thin but they weren't thick. I was the average height for my age and I always dressed nicely and neatly.

But with the students, I too would probably think that she was wierd in some ways also but I wasn't the type to judge people without knowing them. Sure when we stood up and recited the pledge of allegiance, she didn't know it. But can you blame her? No. Why? Because if someone never been in the United States, never been in a school in the United States, how can you expect them to just know it! They never heard it before but eventually after a while they will learn it.

Nobody spoke to her so I decided that I would speak to her. I know if that I was new to a school, especially new to a country, I would like someone to speak to me. So that day at recess I went to her and introduced myself. We sat down by the fence and we started talking. When my classmates saw me talking to her they would tell me to stop. They would ask me why I talk to that *bunny* and I said to them, you don't know her so why don't you try to and then you won't think so bad about her anymore. They just ignored me.

Me and Nora started inviting each other to our houses. We met all the parents and family members. she was an only child but she had couisins who lived with her. We were always at each others houses and we were always having fun. We would listen to music, watch tv, play outside.....

The third grade did not change much. It was just same ole same ole. But when fourth grade came along things started to change. We were still in the same class but we were drifting apart a bit, we just didn't talk to each other anymore. She started talking to this new girl named Zarenia. Zarenia was a popular girl you can say. Everyone on the class liked her and sucked up to her. She and Nora were suddenly best friends and I was left out of all of this. I did have other friends though. I had started talking to Sheila, Prescilla, Jake and Darren. We became close friends. My teacher changed my seat one day and moved me to Nora and Zarenia's table. The first couple of days everything was quiet between all of us. But over the days, me and Nora became friends again and Zarenia became a new friend of mines. But Nora became quite two-faced. She had liked Jake and she didn't like me being a friend of his. She started telling him all kinds of lies such as how I talk about him behind his back and how I can't stand him. So Jake just stopped speaking to me and so did Darren. Darren was Jake's best friend and if one of them don't speak to you, the other doesn't also. I was still friends with Sheila and Prescilla though. I spoke to Sheila less often and Prescilla had became a member in the crew made up of me, Nora, and Zarenia. So it was the four of us now.

In the fifth grade, Nora was put into another class while me, Prescilla and Zarenia were remained with the classmates we had year after year. We didn't speak to Zarenia much after that. Now the crew was just me, Prescilla and Zarenia. I did still talk to Nora. I remember that in the new class she was in, the kids did not like her and a girl wanted to fight her. I remember the day that the fight was going to happen. The girl who wanted to fight Nora was named Alana. Alana was one of the most popular girls in the fifth grade. I had stopped that fight that day. I told Alana that she needed to stop picking on people who didn't do anything to her. I told her that Nora was a good person and she should leave her alone. After that, she didn't want to fight nora anymore, she wanted to fight ME now!!! Nora was now glad that she was out of that situation but when I asked her what I should do....she said that I would figure it out and she just left me. She didn't offer to tell Alana not to fight me, she didn't try to stop the fight, she didn't care. I regretted that I ever helped her. So anyways, the day of the fight came between me and Alana. Well actually the fight never happened. It was after school on the side of the building, a teacher was on her way to her car and saw Alana yelling and pushing me, then the teacher ran over to stop anything before it happened. I was relieved because I am not the type of person who likes to fight.

Things were never the same between me and Nora after that day. Now I didn't spea to her at all. We would ignore and pass right by each other in the halls and we didn't sit together at lunch or recess. The frindship was over and gone.

Eventually graduation came and everyone went there separate ways. I went to the junior high in my neighborhood, Prescilla moved to Florida with her mom and brother, and Nora, she went to some other junior high far from our neighborhood. Unfortunately she only spent a year at that school because when I got to the seventh grade, I saw her at my school! We still weren't talking, we were in different classes though. Some of the people that she spoke to were my friends, she would talk bad about me to these friends of ours but my friends knew that she was lying and overreacting about every single thing.

Eight grade came and she was put in my class. I was so mad. Eigth grade was the year she became popular. She looked different from how she use to look. She obviously had gotten a perm because that once use to be frizzy hair was now straight and smooth. She got her eyebrows and nails done on a regular basis, and her clothing didn't look so poor anymore.

She made half the class hate me that year. It wasn't fair. I hadn't done anything to her and she was acting this way. she would try to pick fights with me but when I would start to fight back , she would just stop. Yup, obviously she was scared but nobody said anything because of her popularity. Behind her back though people would talk about her and say that she was *bunny*. I just laughed. My whole eighth grade year was hell for me just because of her. Thankfully graduation came eventually. The day after graduation was the last day of school. She then came up to me and apologized. she said she was sorry for all the things she had done to me and how she tried to make my life a living hell. I accepted her apology but that didn't mean we were friends again. I would never forget what she did. We ended up going to seperate high schools. What had been a great friendship at the start would never be a great frienship again. She turned her back when I needed her the most.

Well now, we are still in high school. I see her rarely now, but when we do see each other it is just a quick hi, how ya doin?, and bye. Nothing more and nothing less. She is in her own world and I am in my own. And I know for sure that our worlds will never join together anymore. Why? Because she turned her back when I needed her the most. Because she tried her best to make me hated by everyone. Because just because she apologized and I accepted doesn't mean that everything will go back to how it used to be.