I never knew about fake friends until I met Shanequis Behanan. He was a friend/enemy person so I gave him the title friendemy. I met Shane when I was in first grade. My heart was kind and sensitive with the thought of being everybodies friend. I was foolish back then. We were sitting in a circle Mrs.Jamie told us to sit in. A boy sat next to me looking confindent. I liked the way he acted he was so carefree like a bird in the sky I had thought to myself. I introduced myself. He grinned and told me his name is Shanequis. But I could call him Shane. I smiled back, Mrs.Jamie told us to settle down so we grew quiet, but still held our smiles.
When Mrs.Jamie told us that we were going to do a partner activity. A second grader picked Shane. So I was stuck with this girl named Erin Kron. But I didn't mind. We were working when we heard laughing. We turned and saw that they were laughing at us! With a quizzical look to Shane, I went back to whatever I was doing. I heard the second grader Uriah say, "She looks like..." I couldn't hear the rest. I really don't think I would have wanted to anyway. Erin told me to just ignore them. But I couldn't help feeling a little subconious about myself. But tried to ignore them all the same.
Later that day at recess I was hanging out with Shane.
"What were you guys talking about?" I asked him.
"Nothing important." He shrugged looking away.I frowned at that.
"Shane you wouldn't lie to me would you?" I was nervous of his responce.
"I would never lie to you Alicia. Don't you trust me?" Shane looked at me. Relief flooded through my body.
"Of course I trust you." I tagged him and ran away. What I didn't see was his eyes were to focused. He lied to me. Over the next few weeks. Shane seemed more mean and aggressive out of school and on the bus he just didn't seem right. I told Erin about this and she said that he was fake. I didn't believe her, but if I did, that would've saved me a lot of heart ache. Shane and I weren't your normal "best friends". Over the next two years I was verbally and physically abused at school. I pleaded my mom to do something about it, but she never did. Day after day I would get off the bus upset or crying. My dad was getting annoyed so I sucked in my emotions, and started to put on a fake smile. My siblings knew better though. Well at least my sister did. I kept telling Shane how I felt about everything like he honestly cared. Boy I was stupid.
I kept remembering what Erin told me for a while. Then finally I took Erin's advise and distand myself from Shane. Over the days me and Erin got closer. Shane farther. I haven't talked to Shane since the fourth grade. And my life had been easier and happier without him.
When Mrs.Jamie told us that we were going to do a partner activity. A second grader picked Shane. So I was stuck with this girl named Erin Kron. But I didn't mind. We were working when we heard laughing. We turned and saw that they were laughing at us! With a quizzical look to Shane, I went back to whatever I was doing. I heard the second grader Uriah say, "She looks like..." I couldn't hear the rest. I really don't think I would have wanted to anyway. Erin told me to just ignore them. But I couldn't help feeling a little subconious about myself. But tried to ignore them all the same.
Later that day at recess I was hanging out with Shane.
"What were you guys talking about?" I asked him.
"Nothing important." He shrugged looking away.I frowned at that.
"Shane you wouldn't lie to me would you?" I was nervous of his responce.
"I would never lie to you Alicia. Don't you trust me?" Shane looked at me. Relief flooded through my body.
"Of course I trust you." I tagged him and ran away. What I didn't see was his eyes were to focused. He lied to me. Over the next few weeks. Shane seemed more mean and aggressive out of school and on the bus he just didn't seem right. I told Erin about this and she said that he was fake. I didn't believe her, but if I did, that would've saved me a lot of heart ache. Shane and I weren't your normal "best friends". Over the next two years I was verbally and physically abused at school. I pleaded my mom to do something about it, but she never did. Day after day I would get off the bus upset or crying. My dad was getting annoyed so I sucked in my emotions, and started to put on a fake smile. My siblings knew better though. Well at least my sister did. I kept telling Shane how I felt about everything like he honestly cared. Boy I was stupid.
I kept remembering what Erin told me for a while. Then finally I took Erin's advise and distand myself from Shane. Over the days me and Erin got closer. Shane farther. I haven't talked to Shane since the fourth grade. And my life had been easier and happier without him.