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The sun was shining in the English countryside today. There was a nice cool breeze also blowing through the trees that made the temperature bearable.
I needed to buy a gift for some of my friends. More like my BEST friend’s birthday. Well, it was still the last week of July and…Well her birthday was in October so it seemed a bit unusual. But there wouldn’t be time once I was at Hogwarts. October 6th 2013…It’s her 13th birthday you’ve got to do something special. I thought. Then I got it. So put down my book, jumped up from underneath the tree-off the red gingham picnic blanket and onto my bike. But I also ran into the little house my parents owned in the countryside and grabbed a picture. It was a silly picture of Dido and I. Just enjoying being witches. I remembered all the laughs and happy moments and it just made me can’t wait to go back to Hogwarts.
Soon enough, I arrived at the little jewelry shop in town. The town had cobblestone streets and little shops it looked like something out of a fairytale. I fiddled with my own locket. A small heart with a cast selfie with the cast of Matilda. I knew what I was doing at the Jewelry shop. I was going to get Dido a locket.
The interior of the shop was just as cute as the outside. It looked modern and chic but also blended a similar fairytale feeling to the outside of the shop. I saw the shop owner that I knew so well at the front. “Good afternoon Mr James.” I greeted. It was a small town and my family came here every year. So naturally, we knew everyone. ”Good afternoon Tina? How can I help? One second… He started reaching behind my ear. ”I know your parents well enough to know that they tell you to clean your ears.” He said playfully pulling out a pound from behind my ear. I giggled like I always did. ”James you ought to stop playing foolish tricks on them. She’s 12 now! Mrs Beatrice said coming out from behind the back. She held a singular muffin in her hand. ”Here dear, have a muffin. Just don’t get it over our jewelry. How are you doing?” She asked sweetly handing the muffin to me. “I was wondering if I could get a locket for my friend? Her name is Dido. Can you engrave her name on the front of that one please? And inside can you do this picture?” I asked pointing at the heart locket before sliding the picture across. They nodded and got to work while I sat outside, eating the muffin. Soon enough it was ready. 50 pounds. Not bad for a necklace. My parents gave me 100.
“Here! Thank you!” I said sliding the note across the counter. The necklace was beautiful.
”No dear! That would be like taking from my own grandchild!” Bea said sliding the note back. I blushed a bit. “Take it!” I said sliding the note back. Then I took the box and ran. “Thank you!” I shouted at the glass doors and I saw Bea shake her head and take out her phone. As I hoped on my bike, I saw a single storm cloud drift pass and a unseasonably cold wind pass as a thought crossed my mind,

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More storm clouds gathered as more memories resurfaced. Queen Reds labyrinth…Another cool breeze. Capture the flag…clouds filled the sky as I remembered the whole lot of things that happened last year. Thunder sounded overhead. How Dido dropped me for no reason. How I didn’t have a best friend anymore.
I finally accepted it. At family events when they asked ‘Did you make and friends?’ I would answer my best friend is Dido Bleaklane. But…She’s not anymore. And I haven’t accepted that yet. Until…now. Suddenly the bike became hard to peddle and the necklace box became heavy in my pocket. Accept it. the voices in my head told me. I gripped the handles of my bike. Tears started running down my face as I peddled harder and the sky opened up. The hot tears were a contrast to the freezing rain. More thunder sounded. I gripped the handles harder, turning my knuckles white. Lighting flashed and rain poured down harder. I shivered, it was really cold and I needed to get back home. But I wasn’t going in that direction. I was going in the direction of the treehouse.
The treehouse that I had a tiny bed in that i used for sleepovers in the past. The treehouse I would talk to my friends in. Soon enough I reached the bottom of the ladder as it rained even harder. The warm fairy lights framing the door and seemed to smile at me. Or…Mock me. I got wetter and wetter as I climbed higher. My hair was soaking and my clothes were sticking to my body. I soon went into the treehouse and slammed the door, only my tears and I were there to comfort me.

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The door slammed shut behind me, slightly shaking the treehouse. The atmosphere was almost too cheery for the mood I was in. Usually I would have seen it as warm and inviting but it just seemed sickening right now. The lights seemed to glow harshly and the pink bean bags and the small pink bed in the corner just seemed too bright.
I tried too hard to live in the illusion. And now I was just realizing it. Dido Bleaklane is not your best friend anymore. Which led me to think was she ever? The warm hot tears kept running down my face. Was I too easy? Was I able to get manipulated so quickly? My chest heaved, it was hard to breathe. I felt this weight in my chest that pulled me down to the floor. I slumped against the wall and cried into my arms. I thought we were the pair. The perfect best friends. I was wrong. Have I been living in lie since April? I started crying harder.
Maybe you weren’t good enough for her. Dido was too good to dump someone like that. Even when she hurt me I still put her on a pedestal. I couldn't accept it. All friends fight right? She’d never. Never. It had to be me.
I looked up to the sky, asking what was wrong with me. Why was I able to love someone and get attached to them so easily? The room was spinning and just nothing seemed right. I pulled out the necklace. The gold shining heart seemed wrong in my hands now. The name engraved in cursive angered me. The worst part was the stupid picture It was never real. an evil voice in my head reminded me. Just think how much effort you put in. How much she gave back. I ignored it. Because I was the mature one right?
She’s still your best friend! I fought back hysterically. The glass was wet with my tears by now. More thunder rumbled, this time, so loud and frightening it shook the treehouse and my grip tightened around her locket. Anger bubbled up as I slowly accepted it. Dido dumped you for no reason. I was starting to be logical. Thinking straight. But a part of my was still trying to hold on. Hold onto all the great memories. But most of me knew I had to let go. I could find someone else. I could find someone else. I had to keep that in mind when I did something crazy.
I smashed the necklace on the ground and the glass shattered and the chain broke. Just as the loudest bout of thunder and lighting hit. Then complete silence. Only the sounds of the fast winds and the aggressive pattering of rain. My crying stopped as I realized how irrational was the thing I just did. All of Mr Jame’s hard work. I was going to fix it at Hogwarts, I was going to give it to the stupid girl and forget about her. Dido Bleaklane was not my best friend. And from the moment that necklace touches her hands on her stupid birthday, she never existed. Dido Bleaklane never existed.