And then I began making up stories. I made up stories about guys admirers *which trust me, by the next year I do not need to invent because they all crawled at my door, I should’ve been more patient. i even got called "slut" in my later high school life because i casually dated different guys evey day LOL* who never existed and brag about it *again, please understand, I was really young back then, I am NOT a liar. This is why I am elaborating this story now, and I’ve never create any story up ever since because I know I don’t need to*, I just wanted to fit in. I was in a very popular group yet I was always the outcast.

One day *I think they made an investigation or something, LOL* they suddenly all confronted me. One or two person more prominent from the others *I remember G never said a word during that time and that’s when I realized I loved her haha*, they sat me down and judge me. Really judge me like in a court room. I am shaking with anger at this right now LOL, because really, what made them thought they had any right to do so? Telling me gently one on one was the right way to go *guess what, this happened to me twice but the second one was so stupid, and with non significant people, so eff them haha*. This is why I am dead set against bullying, because one way or another, this WAS bullying (despite of whether I caused this to myself or not they should've dealt with it in a more humane approach).

They shamed me and made me believe I was the most rotten person on earth *from a 14 years old perspective* and thought none of them will ever be my friends again. I don’t remember if it was G or #Undecided who first approached me. It was not more than a few days after, probably only one LOL. They told me they missed me and doesn’t care about what I did, it was stupid but that was just that. A stupidity, hardly a crime. And for me, that was the defining moment. This is why I love them the most *hugs*. Because no matter what the “leader” of the group said, they didn’t care. They cared about ME more. And they were silly 14 year old girls too as well, so this spoke a LOT of their strong personalities. I would never approach them first, my pride *which is HUGE* would never let me. If none of them went to me I can safely say we would not be friends now.

The second accident was more recent. Probably six, seven years ago? I was not married yet so it should be around that time frame. My then boyfriend *now hubby, LOL*, introduced her to his old school friend *and we do hold grudges against him up until now for introducing such a horrible fugly monster to her* and they began dating. They didn’t date long, three months or so *I cannot remember*, but she was a very different person during those time. She is a shadow, a ghost of her own vibrant, confident, sure self. She became withdrawn, stopped joking, start dressing like a fugly librarian *and her real style is sexy-casual, go figure* and eventually start finding excuses not to hang out with us.

I got really upset with her *back then my partner in crime was A, I bitch about #Undecided a LOT to A, because I missed her so much, I needed an outlet to vent and A was a ready one, we both hated MF *Short of M*ther F*cker* with vengeance. We could see what a controlling, hateful person MF was *even though they were having a long distant relationship! That’s how strong he got a hold of her back then* and my hatred towards him I totally channel to #Undecided. I felt like she was throwing us, her BFFS, away for him and I couldn’t understand why, I could see he was treating her badly.

I began ignoring and avoiding her, because I hated her so much I didn’t want to have an episode of outbursts. One final straw is when we went to watch Kung Fu Panda together with A and G as well. I completely ignored #Undecided and pretend she didn’t exist. A told me later than she was in tears when confiding in A, she was confused why I was acting that way to her. And she added “MF though #Pink is very childish and immature”. And when I heard that I EXPLODED. I was super MAD and immediately texted her *BBM was still a far dream back then*, telling her everything I had held deep inside my heart. I told her I hated her, I hated MF, I hated the person MF is turning her to be and how disappointed I was in her for chucking me, her BFF for so many years, for someone she knew a few month. I remember she said something along the line “I thought you were my friend” and me telling her “by this rate you will have NO friends!” and said “so you don’t want to be friends with me anymore?” and I said “probably not”. LOL. It was the most cruel I’ve ever been to her.