New Guy to Ghost guy

I remember when you were the new guy. you came right in the middle of a test (poor you!) Then the teacher told us to doodle and draw.
Then the teacher assistant came up to me and whispered 'The new boys good at art, like you! you should be friends!'

So that playtime, yself and my best friend spoke to you. So from that day on wer were best friends, the three of us. We read the same books as each other, we did art together, we learnt our lines for the play together EVERYTHING.

Then you went off with some of the boys. We weren't cross. We almost UNDERSTOOD. But when you spoke to us, they beat you up and made you cry. We were their for you. We washed your sore eye, we hugged you, EVERYTHING.

Then we played Dodgeball with the gang, allthree of us. We had llong grown apart, but two years later we werres till okay with one another. Even when you snitched on us. We were okay friends.

Then you betrayed all of us. you couldn't hurt s more. You decided to go and play FOOTBALL WITH THE STUPID HORRIBLE LOT WHO BEAT YOU UP! An you said the dodgeball lot where boring and he hated us! I HATE YOU.

You're a snitch, a lair, and you betrayed every single on of us.

I hope you're happy. I wish we never befriended you.

You went to best friend to our worst enemy.
You've become New Guy to Ghost guy. You mean NOTHING TO ME!

Bases (c) Mayor

And yesh, it's a true story.