Digging The Lies To Find The Truth I’m, known by my love stories and now I’m here to tell a new one…and now about my life, the story of 5 friends…me and my best friends and these stories will end up as one. Before I can start the story I’m gonna let you know a bit of each one of my friends…starting with... ; she always were the strong one between us, who always ran to make her dreams come true and never in her entire life let people control her or her life…her only problem…she was unable to believe in love and even though a person tried to make her believe in love she always come up with something that wasn’t what this person was willing to hear and then this person gave up on proving her what was really simple. Who gave up on her? Wait and see! ; yeah The…he was raised in a family where the family values were strong, he was taught how to treat a lady but he did for a while what he was taught to him…but then he became famous and girls to him were just something he could have 2 by day… why he lost his fate in women? You will find out soon. ; always the sweet and the most quite girl, who wasn’t so confidant, never knew how talented she was…people were always trying to put her down but there were always her friends to cheer her up and once she lost them she changed, but one comment from one of them made her move on in some things she always wanted. ; always the trouble maker, never cared much about what people would say about him or about himself because he were always called the weird of the school…but then he found 4 people who helped him a lot on his life and he used to care a lot about them…and he used to care even more about *her*…today he pretend he forgot about those who always cared for real about him. ; well now about me…I’ve always been the one who you could call the “mother” of the group, always trying to end the fights, the youngest one, the sweet friend, the one you could share your secrets and I would keep it for ever with me…and all I got was “This is all your fault” or “Don’t you ever bother me again”, “I’m done with you!” I’m the one who is always crying about it and gets hurt easily and since my mates disappeared from me I became a bit cold, not willing to make new friends and this started to affect my work. To Be Contunued...