What Happened To Good-Bye (Story)

I was born to two very loving and caring parents, Angelina and Mark. I later got a sister, Bridget, who is two years younger than me. We have lived as a family, through both thick and thin times. “Perhaps it was time for a change,” my mother would always say. As a business man, my dad moved a lot, we lived in France, Germany, Turkey and Egypt so far, it had come to the point when we had to move again. This time to Dubai. Although, I had always dreamt of visiting Dubai, but never got the chance, the thought of my new life terrified me! I felt it was going to be bizarre leaving my new friends in Egypt, “It has hardly been 2 years,” I thought. Leaving Egypt was devastating, I really wanted to stay but what could I do. My mom had always taught me growing up, “Think positive, my darling Mia.”

Leaving Egypt was hard, I thought that we had finally settled in a country, I guess I was wrong. Coming to Dubai wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be, it was school that frightened me. I was really stressed on the first day, while Bridget was jumping like a maniac! She had been super excited for the new school unlike me! First day wasn’t as bad as I thought, the school was quite impressive and I was actually looking forward to the year. I met two girls that I really liked since the first day, Cara and Stella. Cara was American and Stella was Swedish, while I was basically English! They were both very kind and made me actually look forward to the year. Cara was in the other 6th grade class, while Stella was in mine, 6B! Throughout the year it didn’t really stop us, we would meet and talk at lunch and have the most fun. Our friendship was like a precious necklace made of four pearls. Everyday, the pearls were shinning stronger, the necklace became more precious and my fears of my new life in Dubai faded away!

The year was going great until we knew that a friend of ours, Jenna, was leaving back to Egypt in 7th grade, we had been fearing that the day would come since then. Jenna was English as well but the even more surprising thing is she also lived in Egypt with her father who was a business man like mine! We were super close and extremely similar, but even Cara and Stella were just as devastated as I was! The fact that Jenna was leaving was really depressing, we had just established a very strong friendship that could have lasted forever.

Jenna leaving wasn’t going to stop us from being friends, rather best friends. The fact that she was moving to a different country made our friendship even stronger!

The moment had come when Jenna was leaving, so many tears, but we had to say goodbye. We were all distressed but we knew deep inside that this wasn’t going to make us weak.

3 months later, 7th grade has started. Cara, Stella and I had been separated into three different classes. This hurt us even more, I personally thought we would be drifting apart more and more every day. My vision of the future wasn’t true for the first month. Cara, Stella and I met in breaks, sat together and lunch and skyped with Jenna many times.

With the second month of school starting, stress and assignments had joined the squad. We had not been able to communicate that much, my vision had started to become true. We were drifting away and everyone knew it, but no one seemed to take any action. I had tried once and twice to bring up the situation our friendship was going through but I couldn’t seem to do it, it was nothing in my hand. Cara and Stella were two toughies, they didn’t care about what anyone else thought about them and never took advice, this was very hard to cope with since it was very different to what I was used to in France and Germany. In all my other schools, people were hurt with a single word even if it was a joke, they all took it very seriously and changed depending on others’ opinions. I just always felt it was going to make thing even worse. I wept and cried almost everyday and I knew they have too but no one was taking any action. Destiny seemed to be giving a sign to just let go, to just say goodbye, but was this really the end? Was that it? Was this the end of our friendship? I guessed our friendship had been strained, but this revelation demonstrated that maybe it was just time to say goodbye. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye, and I wasn’t going to! Losing them would mean our necklace had been ripped apart, we have already lost a pearl and I wasn’t risking to lose the rest.

Next day, I went ahead and opened the topic, “Do you guys think we are drifting apart?” I asked with sadness

Cara replied, “I noticed but was… I was just scared it was going to make things worse if I open it up.”

Stella, “I have too… is this the end?”

“We decide when it ends, not some assignments. Friends are born and not made!” I stated

“Indeed, what do you think Cara?” Stella agreed

“I think so too, but what are we going to do about it?” Cara wondered

“How about we start over?” I suggested

“Ok, My name is Stella and I am Swedish!” Stella mentioned

“My name is Cara and I am American!” Cara said

“And my name is Mia, I am English!” I replied.

We were beginning the whole friendship from scratch, but maybe it was for the best. Starting all over again, had made us feel more trust and also feel stronger as a group. I have grown in this diverse friendship to be really comfortable around Stella and Cara! People wondered throughout the years, “What happened to goodbye?” and our reply was always, “We are stronger than we were, hard times reveal the true friends, and we have been through it together!”

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