By Nethara Dias
It has almost been two weeks since the Christmas holidays. Why hasn’t she called back? She always calls me every day. Just before school ended, the school organized a camping trip and Zara went.
Maybe she didn’t leave the camp and decided to stay after all. I made up my mind. This proved to be wrong. She had come back after all. So why didn’t she call? I questioned myself again and again. I called her numerous times but without success. Then I texted her and after a few weeks I let it go. It was hard to celebrate Christmas and New Year without her and the crazy traditions we had invented.
First day after New Year's, I hadn’t heard a single word from her. Walking down the corridor alone along the chatter that went through the crowd was unreal. I have never walked this corridor alone on the first day. My heart pounded as I saw something unbelievable. The brunette girl I had known had cropped down her hair and dyed it pink – the color she ‘used’ to hate the most- Her fashion has changed entirely. She was talking with another girl who was wearing the exact same outfit and had blond hair .It was really her and there was no doubt I had been replaced. She walked by me with a slight nod and nothing else.
During class I watched her from across the room as talks with her ‘new friend’ who had all the classes with Zara. I remembered what my mother always told me years ago “growing up people can change, even friends, but those who stay with you after the change are the real gems we should keep while we let go of the fake ones because they will not be here when you need them.”
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