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This I Believe

I believe in my friends. Not too long ago, my life was starting to crumble. Problems at home and at school made my emotions go out of sorts, the worst of all being my paranoia. I took the importance of even the slightest of all actions and multiplied it by ten, typically assuming the worst of all ways. I started wondering who my friends were and who was just playing me. I was constantly second guessing my own actions, and always wondering if what I had been told was the truth of a lie.

One day, I had finally lost it. After getting in a fight with someone I really cared for, I broke down crying. At first I pretended not to be affected, I just continued on with my typical routine. But I could not stand all the stress, and the result of what had just happened really did affect me. So, I ran off alone. But despite sneaking off, I had company before long. One of my friends, one of my real friends, saw me leaving by myself and ran after me. When I had finally stopped, she slowly approached me, asking if I was alright. This was an unexpected gesture for me, my old so-called friends would just let me run off by myself, they would never of followed to make sure I was okay.

So, it was at that time, from her actions, I started waking up to my surroundings, realizing how stupid I had been acting before. My friends weren't there because they wanted to take advantage of me, but because they cared for me, as I do them. Now that I know they are my friends, if I ever start to questions them again, all I have to do is look back and remember all the things that they have done to prove to me that my friends are just that.

My friends.

Description
This I Believe

I believe in my friends. Not too long ago, my life was starting to crumble. Problems at home and at school made my emotions go out of sorts, the worst of all being my paranoia. I took the importance of even the slightest of all actions and multiplied it by ten, typically assuming the worst of all ways. I started wondering who my friends were and who was just playing me. I was constantly second guessing my own actions, and always wondering if what I had been told was the truth of a lie.

One day, I had finally lost it. After getting in a fight with someone I really cared for, I broke down crying. At first I pretended not to be affected, I just continued on with my typical routine. But I could not stand all the stress, and the result of what had just happened really did affect me. So, I ran off alone. But despite sneaking off, I had company before long. One of my friends, one of my real friends, saw me leaving by myself and ran after me. When I had finally stopped, she slowly approached me, asking if I was alright. This was an unexpected gesture for me, my old so-called friends would just let me run off by myself, they would never of followed to make sure I was okay.

So, it was at that time, from her actions, I started waking up to my surroundings, realizing how stupid I had been acting before. My friends weren't there because they wanted to take advantage of me, but because they cared for me, as I do them. Now that I know they are my friends, if I ever start to questions them again, all I have to do is look back and remember all the things that they have done to prove to me that my friends are just that.

My friends.