Seen my Best Friend,
He was cute, shy, and nervous as I approached him in a substitute class in our 9th grade of high school. We spoke about absolutely nothing. From that day, I knew he was always going to be a part of my life. We would meet occasionally around the school to walk around before the next class would start. Even when a friend of ours stole him from me, as I’d tell him frequently, he never stopped calling me until a day in November of 2010.
He was 21 when he was arrested. Up until today, I have regrets that maybe I could’ve changed this outcome. He reached out to me a few months before his arrest and he wanted to talk. I wasn’t the type of girl that walked the streets, so that night I couldn’t meet him. But God works in his own ways. It was prison or death.
Neither of those options is of better outcome, but he did a crime that he had to pay the time for. I was so angry with him. I wanted to beat the shit out of him when his ex-girlfriend sent me the surveillance video from the news article. Momma always told me about bad company and how they can influence you. That video proved it all.
He had a promising future that was taken from influence. Yes, we are all left up to the choices we make but we must all say that at some point or another, we were influenced. This crime doesn’t take away from the fact that he is still my best friend. I’m ashamed and embarrassed but not like how his mother feels. Lord knows.
He is doing well. He is staying out of trouble. He is completing training courses. He’ll be home soon.
Day 10 of Honesty, He is still the guy I met in 9th grade.