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~*Pokemon cards

I still have my Pokemon cards I was given in 4th grade by a special someone I cared deeply. Deon Taylor, a kid with many struggles and I’m the one who made him that. At a younger age I wasn’t the nicest kid in the world. I was also stupid; I copied off of other kids’ paper during math. I actually hate myself, but others say that was the past.
I remember Deon and I were sitting at a table against the wall. Away from the kids who played with lego’s and colored. I wasn’t much of a Pokemon fan but when I was little I watched a pokemon movie. I cried, who was it that turned to stone again? I can’t remember.
Deon and I were the best of friends, two little kids who had the biggest crush on each other. We were total opposites. He was the crybaby and I was his shield from everything out there. I’ll skip the younger fights, those are complicated.
6th grade we lost a teacher so we combined classes into two. My class had 32 kids in it and the person who sat in front of me was Deon Taylor.
‘Oh my god.’
He said when he looked at me straight in the eyes.
Oh God no.
I said back.
Deon and I weren’t friends, not at all, 5th grade was hell. It was hell because Deon just had to like the slut of the year. I must say it was OK, I made an effort to talk to him and he made the effort to laugh a little bit about it.
I made friends with his closest friends, Chris, Caleb and Robert. Let’s say he was then forced to be friends with me and no one died. It was fun, just really fun. It was just like 4th grade, sitting next to each other, laughing at the stupid Pokemon cards I summoned.
Deon was sensitive so I had to be careful what I said, but I never think before my actions and always hurting him. Sorry was not enough anymore. He showed me where he stabbed himself and there was a scar on his stomach. His family was breaking apart and he never smiled at me again. I’m very optimistic, but my happiness couldn’t change anything. It only got worse when my parents were making me go to private school. My friends told me to go to Nisqually, Deon made a fight about it, but I agreed. I should make new friends, I can’t be attached to everyone. It pissed him off, how nice I was, how I babied him all the time how I stole his friends away, how I get along with almost everyone, how almost every guy would be crushing on me.
Of course I denied everything and said it wasn’t true, was that a right answer? Elementary school the biggest drama of all times. I’m glad I went to private school because my friends there are so nice. The only drama I ever had was between Kayli and me. If I went to Nisqually me and Deon would pass by in the hallways. He said he no longer wanted to be friends if I felt uncomfortable around him, he didn’t want to stir anymore problems.
My heart aches. It hurts, I cried a lot, why are these memories stirring in my head? I loved him, he was the best friend I ever had. If I go to Thailand I’m going to call him I hope he listens to what I say. He can he hold his breath, but I just want him to listen to everything. I have a lot to tell him, I hope he does to.
He’s an old friend, and not a friend.
A friend I wish I had so much, but regretted even meeting. I want him to be happy, and I guess I tried so much that he just didn’t want to see my face anymore. I guess what disgusted him was when he pulled me away. What was my reaction when he pulled such an action. I basically smiled at him and waved good-bye to give him space. I hoped to wander to someone who would want to talk, but I’d look back and see him only standing there looking back at me.
He was the biggest Drama of my life.
He prepared me for middle school and hell, no other drama would be bigger than this.
If there is, prepare me for it.
I’ll just bring out my Pokemon cards and summon the strongest.