Queen Elizabeth Monologue

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Melinda was my absolute best friend. And I ruined it. We did everything together. Anything either of us did, the other one did the same. From soccer, to pink nail polish, to simply what we ate for lunch. I ruined it. She went through everything with me: thick and thin. I ruined it. I should’ve known. The night of the party. That’s when it all happened. I should’ve went to find her in the woods because I knew she was drunk. I saw her running back to the house like something had happened to her. I saw her take her phone out of her pocket. I saw her hit three numbers. I saw her put her phone up her to ear. When the police showed up I automatically assumed the worst. I had assumed that Melinda called the cops on the party to get it shut down. I never even once thought that there …show more content…

I continued to blow her off and watch her struggle so my reputation wouldn’t be ruined. I feel all the guilt in the world. Melinda is all I think about. Every time I see her, which isn’t very often, my heart drops a little. I think I need to talk to her and befriend her again. No I shouldn’t, she probably doesn’t want to talk to me. She probably hates me. But I think she really needs someone. Ughh whatever I don’t want to complicate things, I’ll just leave her alone. I truly feel bad for her, but if I show kindness towards her, everyone will hate me. Sometimes I see Melinda hanging out around the janitor’s closet. I always want to talk to her and see how she’s doing, but I just can’t bring myself to knock on the old, rusting door to the janitor’s closet. I mean, what would I say? There is nothing to be said except that I’m sorry, but she wouldn’t believe me after how I’ve been treating her. If I talk to Melinda, people will see me and unfriend me like they did her. I can’t believe I’m saying this but if I talk to Melinda, my reputation will be ruined. Just like my friendship with Melinda. The friendship that I

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