Guilt

Guilt. It's a feeling I have felt many times in my life. Even if it was for something as small as eating snack before dinner. Its that uneasy feeling at the pit of your stomach that keeps coming back. You really want to tell the truth, but you just can't bring yourself up to it. You're afraid of the consequences. The last time I felt guilty was the past summer. I went to a camp with many bright and friendly people. There was this one girl that was especially nice to me. She would buy me things and even introduced me to her friends back at home. We got along really well at first, but as time went on, she would be jealous whenever I hang out or hugged somebody else. She continued to be really nice, so I couldn't do much to reject her. However, I started to slowly avoid her. I don't think she noticed what I was trying to do because I still acted happy when I was with her. I tried to act like I liked her as much as she liked me, but felt bad. I wanted to be with her, but she would sometimes get a little obsessed and I would find an excuse to leave. I didn't know what to do because I didn't want to just tell her how I was feeling. She would feel bad. I felt really guilty until the last day of camp. On that last day, I gave her a real hug and told her that I would miss her, which was true. Then her dad walked over and told me, "So you must be Tiffany? I've heard a lot about you." I felt so bad I almost cried. Right now, all I can do it keep in touch, and well, we're still good friends. We want to go to the same college, so some day, we might meet and I would make it all up to her. Next time, I would be a real good friend.