I wrote this story when I was thinking of a friend.
A friend that is really dear to me and I hope not to lose him.
But you can't tell the future right?
I never knew he would change. No one knew. Ever since I met him, I always knew he would be by my side. But I guess I'm wrong. When I met him, he was handsome, charming and really smart too. He made sarcastic comments and witty comebacks. He knew how to comfort me, how to encourage me, how to keep me going even though the world was against me. He would never judge me of what I did. He was my teacher, my classmate, my friend and my savior. He was also really popular due to his personality, looks and wits. But he always kept me by his side. I was his friend, his classmate, his student and his shadow. Whatever he did, I would do, but never as good as him. To everyone else, I am the loner, the shadow and the phantom. I was unknown and unseen to all, but him. He was the only thing that anchored me to this world. My savior, my savior... But I never knew he would abandon me. Leaving me to face this cruel world myself alone.
