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I think I lost a friend.
I think I did.
I have spoken about her before.
She was the unconventionally conventional girl.
The amazing girlwoman who spiced up my life.
Made me a better person.
The friend whom I love.
She was so slippery to begin with.
So hard to get a hold of.
So hard to find.
Now, she is lost.
Lost to us.
My friend and I thought we knew her.
Apparently, we knew her less that the other girl we thought we knew.
The one whom I lost but did not care.
I do not know what to do to recuperate her friendship.
See, she joined a sorority.
A bad, bad, bad one.
I'm not hating on sororities.
I am part of one myself.
Yet, I have not been engulfed by it.
It has been an addition to my life.
Not my life.
It has made her change in ways my friend and I find embarrassing.
Unclassy.
Un-her.
I hope she has not had to do things she hates.
Feels ashamed of.
I think about her a lot.
I hope she's OK.
I just don't know what to do.
I don't know if she cares about my friendship still.
I care.
Really I do.
I am just lost in what to do.
I miss her.
So much.
So we are two.
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