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Hmmm… Daggers in men’s smiles. This half happened when I lived in Illinois and continued on to my moving here. I had this so called “friend” and we were pretty close. My cousin was her boyfriend and she was head-over-heels in love with my best friend, Randy, yes, while still going out with my cousin. So, I overheard her talking about it one day, and I told Trevor (my cousin) because I didn't want him to be hurt. He dumped her and she obviously grew angry with me, but I'd rather that than my cousin being hurt. She acted like she was my friend, though it was obvious that she wasn't enthraled with me at all. So when i moved up here and had absolutely no contact with my friends or family at all while trying to get settled down, she told everyone at school, including Randy, Trevor, and all my other close friends, that I died in a car accident. Randy did everything possible to try to contact me, but was afraid to know the truth when he found my address. Trevor went into denial and spent most of his time at home. The only way they knew I was alive was because I sent Christmas cards out to everyone. Then I saw Randy (Trevor had moved to Ottawa so I didn't see him) and he rubbed it in her face. Ha ha. I thought it was funny. But not when Randy and Trevor and the rest of my friends (Michael, Kaylla, Chizuru, Megan, Teegan, Chelsea, and Desiree) told me how they felt. I felt really bad not contacting them sooner.