QotD: My Biggest Fear

What is your deepest, darkest fear?

I didn't need to think about this long, 'cause I know my deep and dark fear very well. This is how it goes...

It all started in the 2nd grade, when my best friend abandoned me for the first time. She didn't hang out with me anymore, she just talked with the other girls and gossiped about me. So, I was alone and feeling very lonely, I didn't have any permanent friends, I just hanged out with those I had a chance to hang out with. It all lasted for about a year, and then, in the 3rd grade, me and my friend reconciled. She wrote me a letter, which I thought was a very beautiful thing to do. I wish I still had that letter. It was written on a Lady and the Tramp paper and I was really surprised when I found it in my desk. Then we reunited and were friends for a few years again.
Then again, in the 7th grade, my dear friend started hanging out with our two enemies, who we both hated back in the 3rd, 4th, 5th and 6th grades. My former friend and my enemies insulted me in every way and I was about to give up. She left me alone once again and I felt lonelier than ever. Anyway, somehow I just hung on. I had some friends in 7A, but I was in 7C, so it didn't help much. I hanged out with those girls sometimes, but they didn't like it so much, 'cause we were on separate grades and I didn't always hang out with them, and they had their new friends from other schools. Anyway, they are not the ones to blame. In the end, they were the ones to keep me alive.

The loneliness lasted until the summer holiday. Then I changed the grade to 8A and got to hang out with my real friends. Of course there are still the ones that make my life hell in a way, but I don't care about them so much anymore, 'cause I know I've got friends that will always stand by my side and won't leave me alone.

And what was the question again.....? Yeah, the fear. My fear is to be left all alone, I mean, being lonely. That's probably one of the only things I'm really afraid of. And believe me, I am a brave personality, thanks to my mom. But the most important thing is that I have got over it. Though the battle is not over yet, it's not over until I get away from here, away from all these people. It takes time, but I know I'm going to make it. I'm a survivor, whatever happens, I win.

This story still continues and I bet you will get to hear the end someday.