The Downfall of Psychopath
Monday 5 January 2009 (1644h)
By Margaret Nicolas Decena Alpajora
One, Two, Three friends...
No. Thirteen.
Boys and Girls alike;
Contrasting fron everyone else -
As different as can be.
Thirteen unique young teenagers:-
Pushed together by what most call "Destiny".
The beginning of February 2008;
The first of many days they spent time together.
The chemistry of the friendship was immediate,
Closer and closer they became;
Not exactly the "Best of Friends",
But close, very close:-
Great, True, Happy!
Days to week and weeks to months,
Hanging out, having fun, enjoying the time spent together;
Growing even closer.
Growing closer and stronger... Together!
Birthays, Braais, Pool Parties, Movies;
Always there for each other.
They became family.
oving and trusting each other.
Problems and Tragidy;
Overcome by these friends again and again.
They were proud of their friendship:-
Their family.
Oters looked upon their friendship, their strong bonds, and smiled.
It was truely a fellowship to marvel upon.
To remind themselves of their bond, they named their family:-
They were "Psychopath"!
Soon, trouble came brewing.
As time passed, some forgot what Psychopath meant;
What it stood for.
Psychopath:-
Not a clique, not a label for others to associate them with,
But a friendship, a family... A Promise!
They had not become Psychopath for fun,
Not because they thought they were superior,
Nor because they thought it would be cool.
Notto become some "gang" or "group",
Nor to classify temselves as anything better,
But because they wanted a reminder;
A showcase to themselves of their bond; their great friendship.
Then Thunder struck!
In the eighth month of the eighth year of the second millenium,
Psychopath was hit hard.
Friendships within it began to shatter;
Because of the most stupid and crazy things:-
Secrets, Backstab, Relationship Endings and Misunderstandings.
The friendship and bond dubbed "Psychopath" began to fray.
More time passed and psychos wept, looking down and depressed;
Losing bonds is painful, Losing friendships is heartbreaking.
From friends to almost enemies to "I don't know"s.
In time they tried to "Fix" it,
But that became stressful,
So, one by one, they gave up.
They felt it was no longer worth trying to make right.
They announced to themselves and eachother;
That "Psychopath" was no more.
With remedy seemingly no longer an option,
Psychopath was deemed "Terminated"
In the city of Gaborone;
A young girl, fifteen years of age;
One whose friendship with a member of Psychopath was compromised.
One who had been one of the few who were desparate to mend the bond.
A member of the family; of Psychopath.
Logging on to a Social Network Website Online after too long,
She opens an old message thread used long ago.
It was being used again, It was Psychopath.
Talking, Planning, Anguishing, Arguing...
Without her,
For she hadn't been on for a while.
In it, they tried to fix the bonds,
Planning for a reunion,
But becoming stressed in the process,
So they stopped and said they quit.
She had no say.
It was a message thread;
Over the Internet!
One by one, one after the other,
Friend by friend:-
Qiut!
Quit Psychopath, but said and agreed they were still friends...
Just... Not in Psychopath.
"What!?" So the friendship was mended... but Psychopath wasn't?
"Huh???" She didn't understand...
Didn't "Psychopath" Represent the friendship?
Confused; She was very confused.
It seems they had forgotten.
Had they now taken Psychopath as a Label; A Group?
Something detachable; Removable.
They really didn't remember.
She was shellshocked!
After reading an hour long thread of these friends experiencing confusion and anxiety:-
From trying to save Psychopath to just giving up,
She reached the end of the message thread;
Where they quit.
They Quit!
One by one:- Every last one of them!
She felt hurt, especially since she was absent when this happened.
She had been heartbroken before,
But now, she was a new kind of heartbroken;
A worse one.
Psychopath and the people in it meant everything to her:-
She loved them; Her second family.
Shat had happened, she did not know,
But she knew it happened without her,
And that it hurt; Like a knife piercing through her insides.
But she decided that she wouldn't let it get the best of her.
She would not be ruined by something so trivial.
Not this time; Not ever again.
She vented using pen and paper for the pen is mightier than the sword,
And soon forgot the immence pain.
She accepted it.
She didn't like it... but she accepted it.
But before anything else, she said to herself and to them;
Ok, so psychopath is gone.
But no matter what, even if I'm the last, I'm a Psycho forever!
I won't up on the bond, the Love!
'Psychopath' has too many great memories for me to just throw it away!
I'm Sorry.
Now she stands, missing the old days:- The good times.
The last psycho, never giving in.
Who was she?
That girl...
That girl is Me!
A Psycho Forever!
No matter what!
MiniMe, Out!!!
XoXoXoXoX
2 Feb 2008
Me and the old Family
(miss yallz lyk mad)
5 January 2009
