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CHANGES by @hotelchelsea
First, it stopped with the flashlight signals at night, and then with blowing off our plans. It didn't become apparent that I was losing my best friend until it was too late. Before I could confront him about what was going on, he'd already gotten a new group of friends and started to ignore me. The lanky and sweet blue-eyed boy I'd known all my life had turned in his dorky striped crew neck shirts for a leather jacket and cherry lollipops for cigarettes.
