It affected me
By Me (who else?)
The morning of February 3rd, a few days after the Columbia Shuttle crashing, I had wakened from a terrible sleep. The memories of my friends fighting were still playing on in my head, as if the stop button had been torn off. That day, before I had gone to school, I knew I had to make an upsetting decision, whether or not to leave one or maybe even both of my friends! I knew it was my choice. However, I couldn't handle it.
7:30, yet still, there was no sign of either of my friends, who were fighting. I continued to sit in my bubble of rage, hoping my best friend would notice, and come over to contemplate about the situation and hopefully help me. When she plopped down in front of me, I looked up and, wanting to start a good day, smiled.
"S'on your mind?" she asked, utterly cheerful. All I did was shrug and sigh, then looked sideways to wait a bit more. I decided I shouldn't make her worried and try to help the wrong way. "Okay, I won't pry." And she left, to leave me to ponder about if I should have told her or not…I looked sideways again, just to wait. Then, another one of my friends came. She smiled, wave, and sauntered past me, only to come back and ask about my situation.
"Nothing much on my empty mind," I joked, getting her to giggle a bit, making me successful in doing my daily chore, making someone happy, "just, I need some advice. I didn't ask Als; I wanted some advice from someone who's been there. Is it okay?"
She nodded in agreement. "Sure, shoot."
"It's, my two friends, see, they fight about who I get to be friends with, and it's confusing. Should I be friends with the person I can most relate to, or the person I can talk to most, both take me seriously…sometimes…" I shrugged, not knowing if I sent the right message about them.
"Well, who do you like most?" She asked.
"That's the problem, I like them both equally." I had replied.
8:00, the school bell rang, we both looked up and went to our respective class lines after uttering a gloomy goodbye. They, the two that were fighting, both came right after the bell rang, explaining that they had gotten fixed in traffic, on-coming to school. They were excused from their tardies, and had gotten to their seats on either side of me. A while later, the teacher had sent us to our science class, where I knew I would be sitting next to my friend Als. When we had all gotten to our seats, the science teacher began to assign the homework on the board and we got busy. I wrote a note to Als, telling what I had said to my other friend that same morning. She wrote back, asking the same question as she did, who do you like better… But I didn't really like anybody better I just respected one more.
So that wasn't helpful. So I decided to go with the one I respected more. She was a lot like me, we barely argued, and she laughed the most at my jokes, even my dumber ones! It was tough, and I had lost a lot of contact with my other friend after that, actually, we never talked again and she promised to get back at me, but alls the same. To this day, I still wonder what would have happened if I had gone with my other friend instead. What if it would have changed my whole concept of friendship, or would it have had gotten me to know more friends than I have now? Who knows, but I know one thing, I still am a good and loyal friend to those I have.