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Stalemate
KIRKWOOD SENIOR HIGH
I knew this time it was different. This time it was indefinite. This time it was real. The on again, off again lifestyle we had all become accustomed to was officially off, for good. They said that it was my fault and that I had changed which was most likely true, but they had also changed. Things were rocky towards the end, as most times they often are. Loosing friends was not anything new to me or them for that matter. The lines were drawn and nobody was giving in. Stalemate.Throughout middle school we were inseparable, Phoebe, Alaina, Maureen and I. The relationship between Phoebe and I was love-hate to say the least. We were the two most hard headed people I knew and neither would ever admit we were wrong, ever. We would get into disagreements and because of our stubbornness we would blow things way out of proportion and end up in month long battles. On a few months, off a few months, on a few months, off a few months, that's how it went all through middle school. We were ruthless, dragging each others names through the mud and getting into a confrontation at the very site of each other was common practice. The other girls, Maureen and Alaina were never left out. Most of the time, siding with Phoebe they would join her in her quest for vengeance against yours truly. With my three best friends mad at me I was left to fend for myself. This ritualistic cycle continued through our junior year of high school. Up until that point our group continued to expand to include more people. As we got older one might think we would mature and become more civil. All age did to us was make us even more vicious. The fights were longer and the vocabulary a bit more PG-13. Each fight took out a little piece out of each of us until in the end there was not much left. The last battle was all either of us could take. I couldn't tell you what the fight was about, we had so many, but in the end it doesn't really matter. It was just an excuse to move on, we were all different people now and we didn't fit anymore. It was over but it was okay. After the last fight I did a lot of thinking and searching. I found new friends to suite a new life and gained new experiences. I learned that change is not bad, it fact, it's quite the opposite. Sometimes it can be scary. Sometimes it comes reluctantly. Sometimes it takes a while, but it always comes and it always leads you to new opportunities and new experiences. I have learned that stubbornness leads you to nothing but a dead end and an uneventful life. I learned to go with the flow, not everything has to be a life altering event. Most of all I learned who I was and what kind of person I wanted to be.
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