Personal Narrative-Mariah & I

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Mariah & I
Sometimes things don't always happen the way you would expect, and sometimes you find out the best and the worst in yourself. There is an easy way of finding these things out, and there is a hard way. I found this out in a hard way, going through this all changed the way i think and how i go by things. Never did i know that one small problem would affect me this much.

It was 2012, Summer, me and my friend Mariah were sitting in the park waiting for the rest of our friends to come join us. We waited for an hour, us only being 10 had to hurry home before dark. It was already 7 so we both started heading home. Mariah, my best friend, lived right next to me and as we got closer to our apartment homes we saw all our friends sitting
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Weeks passed and I kept a close eye on my ex best friend. She began to leave our old friends and hang around the kids in her new neighborhood. My mom explained to me that Mariahs mom got promoted to manager where she was getting paid three times as much as before. By July I found a new best friend and forgot my old one. After the 4th celebration my mom and I were invited to a party at Mrs. Rebecca's house, Mariahs mom, I begged my mom to let me stay home but she wouldn't budge. After an hour into the party i heard some noises in the porch and went to check out what the issue was. It was Mariah and a few girls from our school i recognized, they were pushing and shoving Mariah away, calling her names. I was about to tell them to stop but i then remembered of how rude Mariah had been and how much she deserved her punishment, so while she was still standing i shoved through the mean girls and pushed Mariah to the floor and told her she looked like a wild Animal, because of her crazy hair. I received a couple of high fives and good jobs from the girls as i walked away from Mariah, having a new found confidence i walked to the car where my mom was waiting for me. After i got home i laid awake not able to sleep because i had a little a bit of a guilty conscience but shrugged it off and went to

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