I remember this one time when I was in elementary school. These two girls, Emily and someone older, invited me to meet them by the dumpster during recess. I didn’t have friends so I was elated. I went and sat on the big blue box and waited.

After a while, I knew that they had tricked me and weren’t going to show up. And then I saw them sitting under some stairs several feet away. I pictured them laughing at me and waiting to see when I would give up and leave. I was too embarrassed to move so I just sat there until class started. We never talked after that, but sometimes I would walk by the stairs and see them chatting. And I would wish, I would wish so hard, that I could be their friend. These girls had made me the subject of their joke and I still wanted to be their friend.

I ended up going to the same high school as Emily. Every time I saw her, I would wonder whether she remembered at all. And if she did, was she sorry?

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