Writing Focus ♥

I had a friend her name was Macy. She was my best friend, with her black hair tied together in a pony tail. Her pink-ish purple glasses. Always getting A's on test, never lower that a B. She was a bit taller than me, but from afar you couldn't notice the difference. We were like sisters. But she changed, I changed. We became strangers, but strangers with a past.