" True friends "
It was a happy and rainy day because today was the basketball tryout at General Donaleon Garcia Senior High School. When I arrived, I immediately saw my brother Joseph. He’s a brave man and the school’s guard. Seeing him reminded me of my forgotten idea.As I entered my room, I saw my friends Mark, Clarence, and James trying to convince me to join the volleyball tryouts, but I had already decided to try out for basketball. Mark was really kind, and Clarence, in his own way, always showed kindness too. By the time I met Clarence, he was already one of the closest in our group. Mark was always someone I could count on because he motivated and advised me whenever I faced challenges.
After class, my friends and I walked home together, happy and content.The next day, my friends and I were walking together, but Clarence and James seemed to be ignoring each other. It felt strange, so I asked Clarence why James was acting that way. However, Clarence didn’t respond. I grew curious about what caused the tension between them, but Clarence appeared to brush it off.
Later, I was shocked because Clarence didn’t seem to care about me or the group anymore.
During lunch, I couldn’t ignore the growing tension, so I asked both James and Clarence to eat together. However, Clarence declined, saying he wasn’t done with his assignments. James, being his stubborn self, got upset, arguing with Clarence. They exchanged words, and the situation escalated.I tried to calm them down, but they kept going back and forth. James accused Clarence of not caring, while Clarence defended himself, saying he had his priorities. Their argument left me feeling helpless.Just as Clarence was about to leave the cafeteria, I decided to confront him. “Why are you avoiding me?” I blurted out. He hesitated, looking nervous before replying, “I didn’t think you’d care.” I felt a mix of frustration and courage. “Of course I care,” I said. “We’re friends, aren’t we?” For a moment, Clarence looked surprised, then a small smile appeared. “I guess I just wasn’t sure,” he replied.As the tension eased, Clarence and I sat down at the nearest table. We talked, clearing up the misunderstanding. He explained that he had felt distant, fearing he had done something to upset me. I reassured him that all I wanted was to stay close as friends. Slowly, the nervousness between us dissolved, replaced by familiar comfort.By the time we left the cafeteria, we were laughing about old jokes again. It felt like things had returned to how they used to be. As we parted ways, Clarence turned back and said, “Thanks for not giving up on me.” Smiling, I replied, “That’s what friends are for.”
The End.
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