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When I was in the third grade, I met the person who would become my best friend. He lived down the street from me and one day just wandered into my yard. We talked and then started hanging out with each other just about every day.
About two years after my friend and I met each other, tragedy struck. He was diagnosed with terminal cancer. By then, he and I were very close, and this news came unexpectedly.
His parents decided that they would move, for the purpose of seeking the best possible treatments for my friend's cancer. I was devastated, knowing that not only was my friend going to die, but I would never see him again. As soon as I realized that, I shut myself off from him, not wanting to feel the pain that was trying to surface.
The day that he moved, I didn't even get his new address. I just glanced out the window as he and his family drove by and waved.
That day, I felt terrible about what I had done. Instead of helping him through those hard times, as I should have, I ignored him. I learned a lesson that day, one which I wish no one had to learn. That was the defining moment in my life when I lost the innocence I had possessed as a child.
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