Having always had friends that were close to me, I would have never imagined being crossed by anyone. Friends are supposed to be people that someone can trust no matter the circumstance, but in all cases this does not seem to be true. Everyone has their own opinion about the relationship friends should have, but if someone like a close friend betrayed you then the feeling of anger would forever haunt you. Things happen for a reason, good or bad, and these experiences in life influence people to be the person they are.
Waking up everyday hanging out with a good friend of mine was the ideal way to begin my final summer before beginning college. I figured it would be the last time we would be able to hang out so we were always together mo matter what was going on. Risking trouble with my parents and the police seemed to be cool whenever we were together and even when other people told me that I should watch who I was with, I just ignored all the signs and was sort of naïve. I guess you could say I trusted this guy enough to call him a close friend and something like a brother. He never gave me any idea that he was the type to betray me but I guess it was just my young naïve ways stopping me from seeing what was really going to happen.
Everyday around the same time we would meet at the neighborhood park to play basketball and whenever anything happened with people who were not from our neighborhood we looked out for one another. My first instinct was to trust this guy. He seemed to trust me so I figured I should do the same. He had invited me into his home on many occasions, just as well as I did him, not knowing that things would soon change. We had made it a habit to repeat the same routine everyday play basketball and do things that most boys would do our age, still never expecting anything to go wrong.
But one day when he came to my house something just didn’t seem right. As normal we were doing the same daily routine but his demeanor became very...