“ Bam!” Is the sound the basketball made as it forcefully went across my face. It made me forget my thoughts.
I learned that everyone is not going to be my friend. This is why. I slowly looked up from the gym floor, not sure if was good idea to, to my friend Zarieh. With the basketball at hand. She had an uneasy grin. I couldn’t tell if it was an evil grin or a I’m holding in my laugh grin. She looked at me so cold heartedly like she despised me- I was so confused.

She walked away. Not helping me up. Just walked away.A friend were always supposed to help you through the good and bad no matter what. She walked away, I slowly stood up trying to contain a balance.  I finally stood up to hear people laughing behind me. I turned around slowly and awkwardly. I was sure nothing good was gonna come out of this. I see Zarieh and a group of my “friends” laughing hysterically at me.

They were just pointing and laughing  at me. My own friends...But they were also pointing to a certain spot on my body. I looked at where they were pointing to-my white sweat pants. The dirt and dust from the floor got on my sweatpants. I was so embarrassed.

After a moment of just standing there, I finally got up the courage to walk over  to them.

  “ What’s so funny?” I said confidently.

“ Your ugly self. Always think you’re the prettiest, best dressed, and smartest girl in the world. Now look at you. Since when was having dirt stains on your pants cute?”

Then they all started to giggle. That’s when I shut down and froze. If they felt that way, why didn’t they just come and tell how they felt. What really hurt me is that she let me just sit there...by myself.

“ Oh and that’s why nobody likes you. You’re annoying, A crybaby, irritating and conceited.” She yelled for everyone to hear.

Well geez..I am so embarrassed. I wanted to cry. The tears were practically knocking on my eyelids to let them out. But I wasn’t going to show them I was weak. No. Not anymore.

That moment I just walked away. No words. No sound. Just leaving them behind me in the past.

I then realized what type of “friends” I had. None. None at all. Real friends wouldn’t cross the line and say rude things to or about me. Them laughing at me just replayed over and over inside of my head. This wasn’t the first something liked this happened to me. But I won’t go back. I’m not looking back. I did the right thing. Just leaving the behind...in the shadows.

In conclusion I learned something very valuable. Not everyone is going to be your friend. Not always. Not always...