At the beginning of 4th grade, I made a bunch of friends and felt very
proud. All that summer I chatted online with people. We played, and I
had a lot of best friends.
A couple months later, I went to Angie's birthday party. All my old
friends were there. I didn't talk the whole party because nobody would
talk to me. I burst into tears when my mom picked me up in the car. I
feel friendless now, but I'm starting middle school in about 2 months,
and I can't wait because I want to make new friends.
But even after all of that, I still have a really good friend named
Ashley who lives across the street from me. Even though she's going into
5th grade and I'm going into 6th, I have decided that I will make time
to hang out with her.
The message from this story is: sometimes good friends get old and you
just have to move on, even though it can be very hard to understand that.
by Taylor

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