I’m sorry if this is too long and boring to read. I met my best friend when I was only three years old. Since then, we were unseparated. We hang out all the fricking time, until we went to fifth grade – and transferred schools. The good thing about that was, we transfered schools together so I was like “This is definetly not gonna be a bad idea.” – but I was hell of a wrong. Fifth grade actually influenced his thinking and way of developing that he turned into a little, annoying ‘cool guy’ just because he wants to fit in with the others. Yes of course, he replaced me with the cool kids and moved on years and years – and I’m still here stuck in the past. People often go, why do you care? He moved on and I should move on too? Wrong. I will never forget the friend that I met, the friend that I laughed and cheered and had crazy times with – I will never forget him. I still try to save our friendship but he is too caught up in the ‘cool kids’ act that he doesn’t even notice it. How do I move on without him? I can’t stand the pain.