My First Piece Of Writing

Many friends come and go, but some are for life.

All my friends left me, when I realised I needed one for life.

And that is when I realised, my pen and paper are my best friends forever. And they are the first people to whom I can share each and everything I want.

Four- five years ago, I met this girl, who offered me her hand to become my best friend. At that point of time, I didn't know the meaning of a best friend, so I approved her 'friend request'.

She used to tell me to do things I didn't want to do, she used to make me do things and she used to push me for many wrong things. I used to hide it from her.

It kept going on for a couple of days, weeks and then months. And oh, there was nothing we possessed that best friends, or real best friends do.

After sometime, I told her to stop it and broke all my contacts with her.

I needed someone to tell my feelings to.

And that is when I discovered my first piece of writing.