A friendship that took over thirty years to build and days to destroy.This is the last day of my life.I say that with certainty because of where I am now.When I was a child I wrote a diary.I never expected anyone would read it.Fanciful childish nonsense, at least that’s what I hoped they’d think.Fast forward to the future and the last entry I made is the reason I’m standing at this grave, wondering if I’d still be here if I had never written that last damning paragraph.I’m almost certain the answer would be no.I thought I had friends. It turns out I was alone all the time.A tale of friendship, secrets, and lies.Betrayal and broken promises are the ingredients for the most delicious revenge.