We were friends from eight to thirteen. After I left a school where I was bullied racially I felt so unlovable. She showed up, and made me so happy all the time. We would always talk and do projects sitting on the paper cabinet in class, she would tell me all her stories. I thought that we'd be friends forever, I don't get cues didn't notice her pushing me away, she eventually blocked me when we went to highschool it's been long since then. I cry a lot and miss her so much, I'm sad to say that she was one of the best friends I had. It's pathetic, I thought of her again and I hope she's having a nice time at school.