It was when she walked out, that she realized that her friends were some of the most important things to have even after what happened in high school. Friends are like the “peanut butter to my jelly” or “the yin to my yang.” She was the girl who stood out in her group. In her small group of friends she was the only with glistening blue eyes and soft blonde hair.

She had always been friends, with the other 3 black hair, brown eyed girls but she never liked being different and she had always noticed that she was the only different one. Her social problems had been worsening when her “friends” started pressuring her to do some of the most sinful things. Had she noticed what was going on and her life would have been ok but she didn’t. She trapped herself in her own world of social anxiety and she can’t get out only because she didn’t found out what her friends were doing to her.