Cameryn

*Another one of my older ones. Idk. But I really like this one but I was thinking maybe it needed a little revison? Tell me what to revise (or add) and I'll do it :) * Cameryn. My Best Friend. I met Cameryn in 3rd grade. I helped her read and write. I helped her tie her shoes. I taught her how to ride a bike. I explained jokes, so Cameryn could laugh too. I helped her with everything. I stuck by her side. I ignored the laughing and the taunting and all the mean looks. I stuck with my best friend. Until she moved. Until she had to enter the world... Alone. "Poor Cameryn." "Poor girl." "Poor Cameryn who can't read." "Poor Cameryn who can't write." That's what everyone said. They didn't understand That just made her feel worst. They didn't understand anything about her. They didn't know Cameryn like I knew her. My best friend Cameryn; watching hands fly up to answer a question, crying. My best friend Cameryn; falling further and further behind.