To begin with, it happened in the 7th grade and had a group of friends that consisted of four of us. We all went to Canyon Hills Junior High School, met in the beginning of the year. Around the middle of the year, one of them started to act a little distant, but I thought nothing of it. For weeks, I noticed she became more distant every day. One day, she did not sit with us in lunch. We were all concerned because we knew she was in school and did not leave. We looked for a while before “…all at once their [our] breath drew in” (Mariner, “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner”) from finding her sitting by alone in a classroom, looking gloomy. When we asked her what was wrong, she gave a small smile and said everything was perfect.
Later that night,
Later that night,