I can still remember when I met my best friend. She had just moved into the neighborhood and her grandmother brought her down to¡¡1¡¡me. I hid behind my mother and she hid behind her grandmother, ¡¡2¡¡to look at each other. Soon we lost the shyness and started playing with each other.

In the 7th grade, I first lost touch with her. She was¡¡3¡¡family problems and I deserted her to be with the cooler people. None of my new friends liked her as much as I did because they knew she had¡¡4¡¡.

It was last year when I noticed the problem. I guess I was too devoted in high school to¡¡5¡¡she needed someone there. And then I didn’t know why, but she started cutting herself!