Good Friends

Good Friends Friends often thought of as a companionship between people. Good friends are the people one can count on to be there through the good and the bad times that occur in life. Good friends are often loyal, trustworthy, and are always on your side, whether it is right or wrong. My so-called friends are all liars, backstabbers, and always seem to leave me out of things. For some reason these people consider themselves as good friends. My friends lie about everything. They lie so much they convince themselves to believe the stories that they make up. Sometimes I just listen to some of the lies they tell like, “I did not do any thing last night with that guy”, just to keep me from knowing the truth. I can ask them how a pair of jeans or something looks on me, or how my English paper sounds to them, and they will say “Oh, that’s nice”, when really it looks terrible, and the paper sounds foolish. They tell people all my private business that no one else knows but them, and when you go to confront them about, they lie right in your face as if telling a lie is nothing to them. My friends will even lie to me just so I will drive them for the night. They make up thing like “You have the best looking car and besides your car can hold everyone”. Really, they could care less how the car looks, or how much room there is. They just want a free ride. Being a backstabber is like second nature among my friends. It seems as if they take turns putting a knife to my back. My friends always talk bad about each other and me when we are not all around. A friend of mine even tried to date an old boyfriend of mine, something that good friends just do not do. My friends will use me just to get themselves ahead in life. Like when I helped my friend get a job at this restaurant, I worked at for several months, and within a few weeks she was at a higher position than I had. I am always the forgotten friend. Sometimes I feel as if I am the black sheep of the crew. No one ever