I had known him for a long time now. We were best friends and I knew him very well. I actually know him better than my own brother? He used to be the happy clown in class. He was that type of guy who always was happy, yelling, smart, the guy who makes jokes with everything and the teacher laughed of him too. But now it’s over. He just sit there and look at the other students do their work and having fun in the break. He didn’t talk with anyone in school anymore. I don’t know why? But he reminds me of a stone? A stone with eyes painted on. When I go to talk with him he never seem to be interesting for me, not even when I talk about him or ask for him. He just answer with small words like “yes”, ”no” or “maybe”. And then he just looked at me like I’m the one who has changed, and I’m stupid to ask him: “Hey, are you okay? You don’t look okay?” I don’t know what to do. I live my life without him now, even though I don’t want to. My good old best friend has changed, and I don’t like the feeling that he does not trust me and he does not need me or anyone anymore.
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