I stand here looking at your emotionless, cold face from across this empty field. Behind me stand my most beloved people of all the world besides Ты with me. I can hear them breathing nervously along with mines, as I take slow, steady steps towards you. Our breaths get еще nervous as I near you. However your piercing stare will not scare me, even if this act will be the last thing I do. With each step I try to remember through hazy memories what went wrong.
Only weeks назад Ты were a bubbly, lively, cheerful and friendly girl who wanted to have fun. Along with me, we were unstoppable, nothing could harm the strong relationship we had between us. We were always hanging out with our extensive group of friends. I realize something now, maybe it's something that I didn't realize back then. Maybe it's when things started to go wrong. Once we befriended that shy girl, then I never thought she'd affect Ты as much as I thought, but since she joined she gained еще confidence, and confidence to ego. Slowly, she influenced some of our other friends, including you. I don't know why she decided to do it, and I ponder now on how she managed to capture Ты under her control. Soon Ты started hanging with only those caught in her web, and started to become less friendly and еще quiet, distant and emotionless, I could see it in your eyes. And maybe then I should had might as well figured out what was going on and stopped, but I didn't. Even though the signs were obvious.
Then just last week your 'friends', трещина, сплит off from us altogether, along with you. Since then it has been еще of a gang war between us and our friends.
I'm now in front of you. I smile at you, nervously, putting it off in place of your constant coldness. I pull a golden ожерелье from my pocket. I open up the locket hanging from it's chain revealing a picture of us, happy, and together. "You remember this don't you?" I ask Ты almost silently. Ты take one glance at it it, before taking your hand and slapping mines harshly, sending the pendant flying out of my grip. I stare at you, heartbroken, I try to figure out what would make Ты react like this, but nothing. "I haven't got time for people like you." Ты reply coldly, "I don't care about these worthless memories of you." My emotions broke, fell apart from your compliment, as I watch Ты turn your back on me and leave without remorse, for anything. I couldn't say или do anything else as Ты leave me. I hear my Друзья run up behind me, one of them screaming 'You psychopathic bitch!' at you, but Ты remain somewhat focused on leaving, not reacting at all to the compliment.
Ты leave the scene, as we watch on silently, and without any compliment, we left to.
But after this event, I could never trust you, but most of all, believe that Ты were my sister, ever again.
I don't really think this is really that good. In my opinion, I could've done better and the whole thing could've been longer. Some constructive critism, Совет and opinions please!