Some we could go days or even weeks without talking or seeing each other, yet we treasure them the most. In my case, the friend with which I had a dispute with is my best friend, who I dearly treasure. My best friend had been studying in Canada for the past year since the start of university. We lived near each other and therefore could always be spotted together. As a result, when she returned to Hong Kong a few months ago, I was exhilarated.
We lounged by the pool before heading back up to our condo to get ready for the evening. I was already exhausted from spending the day in the sun, but I was looking forward to going out to eat later that night and getting to explore the
In 2012 i told my mom i could not do it and i said i need to get away from him. So we fought and fought to get it so i did not need to go up there anymore. He complained but then we found out that i was old enough we did not need to fill out any papers and i could be myself and make my own choice. So i did not talk to him for the longest time and then something told me i needed to make plans and talk to him. He and i went to dinner which was awkward, never ending, and i wanted to leave
I signed up for the trip with my partner Reid and his best friend Lucky. By the time the trip actually came around six months later, Reid and I had broken up and hated each other. My teacher was ecstatic to tell Reid and I that we were sharing a room together; notably, she never knew about any quarrels. I had to drive myself to the airport the morning of my plane ride to Orlando, Florida. I had my permit and my mom was in the car with me, she made me drive that day because she was hallucinating.
I had been apart from my sister for a year and my father for 6 months. I missed them very much but I didn’t want to leave. I had my brother with me and that’s all I needed since we were always together even though he is two years older than I am. “When are we coming back? Tomorrow?
When he left I went downstairs and asked my mom what she had planned for the weekend, she said that they were probably going to do a movie night or something with my sisters. When she told me that I had then decided I would want to go with my grandpa. I texted my grandpa and told him I wanted to go with them. That coming friday I woke up early and got all my clothes
I felt as if a piece of me was leaving. To overcome this, me and my parents planned some trips to see him. We also called and texted him everyday. On people’s birthday’s we would video chat him when we sang happy birthday. Then my brother came back and we were all happy to have him back.
Which I thought was very kind because he didn’t have too. As time went by we would message each other literally every day on Facebook for about 3 weeks. Everything felt so perfect. Until I had to go home on emergency leave for the passing of my grandmother. During the time while I was on leave we decided we wanted to take it to the next level.
He finished and then he called the same uncle that had picked me up. They took me home and both of them told me that it was no one’s business what had happened at that house. I was so terrified that I just nodded and got out of the truck. My parents, my brother, and I moved the following morning. I didn’t tell anyone what had happened.
He called again Friday night to let me know that one of the couples that looked at the house earlier in the day would like to come back the following day while it was light out because they were unable to see the back yard. Saturday afternoon I got a call, the family put in an offer and it was what we had posted our house for. My husband an I called our realtor Sunday morning to accept their offer. I was at my sister’s baby shower when he called us back to give us the closing date. It was only 2 months