What is a friend?
A boy i considered my friend asked me,
“Do you have any friends?”
I paused and typed out “what?” With a shaky hand.
“I don't mean to be rude, but you respond so quickly at any hour of day or night,” He quickly reassures me.
“Don’t you have anyone else to talk to?”
“Depends.” my nails click on the screen.
“What do you consider a friend?”
He takes a second to respond.
A minute
Five
Before he messages back
“Someone you can trust and spend a lot of time with.”
I freeze up a little before i answer
“I have you.”
“Do you have any friends beside me?”
I whisper the word as i type it.
“No.”
He was taken to the mental hospital one day later.
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