How ironic, I always remember what kind of horrible things my friends did to me and I let them, I never told them that I hated them because I let it go all the time. When I get to school, I smile at them and greet them and they respond but sometimes they ignore me and avoid me making me feel betrayed.

At the end of the day I feel worse because whenever sombody is late to pick me up, one of my friends talk to me just because the others are already gone and when I try to talk to them they ignored me, and I never yelled at them, I never said anything, I just hid my feelings.

A few hours later I let everything go and in the next day I greet them happily again but I still remember how horrible they were, sometimes I don't do this until they greet me because I felt betrayed but then I'm happy again saying to myself "At least they can be nice once in a while." Even thought its not true.

Its always the same and I always let it go. I don't know why I guess its because I don't have any other friends besides them, well maybe not friends but the only ones that helps me only once in a while, they help and hurt me at the same time and again I repeat those daily routines, greet them happily, feel betray, let it go, and repeat.

I was trapped in a circle…how ironic…

I kind of exaggerated a bit(maybe a bit too much) to turn it into ficcion.