He was my best friend. When I first moved to this neighborhood, he was the only one who was truly a friend. There was Roderich, but he was bossy, so I didn't like him very much. Then there was Elizabeta, but she was always more like a mom or an older sister than a friend. Aldrich was truly the only friend I had. We would draw and paint, or just play and talk. I loved him in that way little kids do. I think that was why it hurt so much when he left. He said it would only be for a year, that his father got a temporary job in Germany, but he didn't come back.
On the day he was supposed to return, I waited in the yard all day, waiting for him and his family pull into their driveway. That never happened. As the weeks passed, I grew more and more anxious. I wanted - needed - my best friend back. Eventually, a family moved into his old house. That's when I lost hope. I cried for days on end. My older brother Lovino tried to cheer me up, but it never worked. Lovi started to hate Aldrich, saying that the next time he saw him, he would beat him to the ground for making me sad.
I eventually realized how sad I was making everyone. I guess since I was alway such a happy person, seeing me sad for so long was difficult. I tried acting happier, even though it still hurt. Over time, I got better. I still missed him like crazy, but I was beginning to laugh and smile for real. I was able to push him to the back of my mind. I made new friends and had a pretty decent time through the rest of elementary school. Middle school went by fine, other than Lovi getting into fights all the time. I thought about Aldrich less and less. I thought I was finally over him, but then I got to highschool…
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