That Friend

One hundred and seventy eight words.

I have a friend. A friend of mine, she's nice and sweet. Quite fragile really. If I were to change something about her, I would change everything for her sake, nothing for mine. As my friend, I loved her regardless.

Like every girl she had her crushes. Some for long and some for only a moment.

I'll tell you the truth. When it came to her relationships I thought she was stupid. I hated her. She was selfish and didn't know what pain she caused. I wanted to catch her like those damned butterflies, who fly around and everyone else watch them flutter in jealousy. I wanted to grab onto her like one of those damn butterflies and pin her on the wall. Watch her struggle. Luckily, I was able to watch the pin be pierced straight into her heart.

Today karma bit her in the ass and her heart was broken.

I saw the same look to sadness in her eyes that I saw in every one of her victims.

I'd like to thank her ex-boyfriend.

Thank you.
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