When I used to go to my last school I had three friends that were always by me, but I transferred into a new school and things were harder

I really did miss them a lot and didn’t really like the new kids in my school. Friday’s were a half day in this specific school so I’d go back to my old school every Friday once their school ended just to see them, it was like I was the only one putting some type of effort and it made me sick but I couldn’t say anything because what I wanted was to see then was them.

Unfortunately I stopped going back, even though I’d tell them I was on my way they’d leave anyway. I couldn’t say anything because it was already over.

As their backs turned away from me walking home, I got there and they were nowhere to be found.