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It's really sad that most of the friends I used to have from Weymouth no longer care about me. In fact, some of them probably despise me. And I'm not quite sure why or who, but it's a very sad feeling when you come home from school for break, looking forward to seeing people, and you no longer have those people to call. Coming home is no longer something I look forward to, I realize this now. At least at school I have friends I can see and hang out with and talk to. Home has become a bleak place. I suppose they haven't liked me for a while, and they always told him to leave me, and now that he has, they are probably happy for him and now they don't have to "put up with" trying to pretend to like me. I don't have anything against anyone. I've been trying to reach out to people with not much success. I'm trying to not feel hurt by all this, but it's hard because Weymouth is my home and I'm slowly starting to realize how little I have left to come home to. I'm glad I at least have Bonnie, who stands by me no matter what and has never for a moment wished for me to feel pain or unwelcome. And it reminds me of when I was younger, in 7th grade when I met her. I didn't have many friends but she was there, and I realize how things come full circle. She was the only one I had before, and she's the only one I have now. The ones who are really your friends will show their true face through the bad times. They'll stand by you, when no one else is left standing. I'm not sure what more I can do. But like everything else, I'll take the blow with a strong face and try to let it go. In time.