Personal Narrative: Does It Really Hurtful?

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A couple months ago, while at Jacky’s house my boyfriend, Steven and I were watching a movie when suddenly my phone buzzed. Curious Steven grabbed my phone only to see that I had gotten a message from my friend Rob. Not thinking much of it I told my boyfriend to read it to me, but before anything came out of his mouth he grabbed his stuff and left. Realizing how it looked immediately called my boyfriend to explain that it wasn’t what it seemed, but it was too late. As a result, this began a problem that never should of have happened, but taught me a lesson that would never be forgotten.
As I looked at the message Rob had told me he loved me, but he meant it in a brotherly way due to the fact that we had been friends for six years. Steven believes that once you’re in a relationship there should be no other guy telling me they love me. Jacky ease dropping in on our conversation starts to yell at Steven, trying to defend me, jacky began to says things that hurt me rather than helped me without realizing it, “You don’t know Cynthia’s past,” Jacky yelled "She has done some really hurtful things in the past.” I shot her a dirty look because
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Steven was right as well, because no other guy should be telling me they love me because if a female did that to him I’d be yelling and crying that he was being disrespectful. In the end, things went well even though I lost a friend. I learned some lessons about life and the true colors of people. No matter what someone tells me or says to other about me it shouldn’t phase me because only I know the truth about my life and everything else is just a rumor. Through every dark night there is a brighter day and I always have to keep my head up no matter what because if someone sees me down then they will know they have won. Not everyone is who they say they are and I am stronger than

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