STORY ABT HOW MY ''BEST-FRIEND'' SINCE BIRTH DESTROYED MY ROOM AND UNALIVED
MY BABY (my hamster)
So, basically, Luca, my best friend of 19 years (yes, since birth),
betrayed me in the most horrible way, and Iâm still trying to process it. T
his happened about a month ago, and itâs been tough. Let me tell you the whole story.
A few weeks ago, I had this huge argument with Luca because I didnât want to hang out with him.
See, my mom had just had a m!_scarriage, and I was planning to spend the day with her to support her through it.
I figured, family first, right? But Luca just didnât care. He kept pushing me, asking why I couldnât just hang out with him, and I told him I needed to be there for my mom. And he was just⊠so mad. He kept saying I was making excuses and that I was overreacting. It just felt like he couldnât understand why I wanted to be there for my family at such a difficult time.
Eventually, we made up. But I could tell something felt off. It wasnât the same,
and I couldnât shake the feeling that something was brewing beneath the surface.
Then, a couple of days later, I came home from work or whatever, and when I opened the door,
all the lights were off, except for my room. My heart started racing,
and something just didnât feel right. I walked through the house, and when I opened my bedroom door,
I couldnât believe what I saw.
Luca had snuck in and completely ruined my room.
My bookshelf was on the floor, books scattered everywhere,
some pages even ripped out. It was like he just trashed everything.
My clothes and hangers had been thrown out the window, and it was raining.
Everything was wet, and I just⊠I didnât know what to think.
My postersâthe ones I had spent years collectingâripped off the walls. He went through my stuff and
stole some of my jewelry, broke my necklaces, and I couldnât even find my photos.
I looked at my pinboard, and all my pictures were ripped up,
as if he was trying to erase all the memories we had together.
It got worseâmy ceiling light was gone. Gone. No idea why.
And then, I noticed my blanket and bed sheets were missing,
and my pillows were nowhere to be found.
My makeup? Completely destroyed.
My eyeshadow was cracked beyond repair, and I couldnât even use it anymore. My lipsticks were useless.
My mirrorâbroken. I just stood there, looking around, completely shattered by what I was seeing.
It felt like my whole room, my space, my everything, was just completely violated.
And then, I walked over to my hamsterâs cage, because heâs my baby,
and it was gone. My heart stopped. I started looking around frantically,
until I saw himâunder my bed, unalive.
I couldnât believe it. I burst into tears, so upset and angry that he
the person I had trusted for yearsâcould do this to me.
I immediately texted him, asking what happened. He denied it at first.
He said it wasnât him and that I was overreacting.
But, deep down, I knew. No one else couldâve done this.
And then, after a few hours of silence, he admitted it.
He sent a message saying he was sorry, but his words felt empty.
He said he was angry, but nothing could justify the destruction he caused. He was just⊠sorry.
At that point, I knew I couldnât keep him in my life anymore. I cut him off.
It hurt, more than anything, because Luca was my best friend for so long.
19 years. And in a single moment, he showed me that he was willing to throw everything away
for whatever reason he had. I still donât understand why.
But sometimes, people arenât who you think they are.
And I canât let someone like that stay in my life. Not anymore...
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