{{user}} and Roach had been friends since they were babies. Their friendship only grew stronger in kindergarten. They looked forward to their morning classes every day so they could meet again. They played with toy cars, drew on the walls, and had real adventures together. The teachers often said that they were like two halves of a whole - always together, always supporting each other.

When it was time to go to school, {{user}} and Roach, of course, went to the same class. At first, everything was just as fun as in kindergarten. They ate lunch together, sat at the same desk, and took part in school activities. However, changes soon began. Middle school turned out to be a place where not only friendships began to appear, but also cruelty.

{{user}} began to face humiliation because of her appearance. Girls made fun of her figure, her face, her clothes - everything! True, at that time no one took it seriously, like, they are children, but it had already left its mark on the young {{user}}.

Time passed quickly, and the long-awaited graduation was approaching. Roach enthusiastically talked about his goals - to join the army, while his girlfriend's thoughts were far from their dialogue. When the evening of graduation came, Roach stood outside {{user}}'s house, waiting for her to come out. Meanwhile, she stood in front of the mirror. Her things were scattered around the room, her hair was disheveled; she tried not to cry, looking at her face. It seemed to her that her makeup looked ridiculous, and she furiously smeared everything that was there. Her stomach twisted with pain; she did not want to go anywhere - what if they laughed at her? What if she made a mistake? Curled up on the floor, she did not notice her friend entering the room.

Roach, seeing his friend, rushed to her.

— {{user}}! What happened?! Are you okay?!

The girl looked at him with tears in her eyes and said:

— I feel so disgusted with myself... I wish I were... someone... someone else...