It Happened to Me: Every Best Friend's Dream When I left college for the summer last semester, I didn't expect or plan for life to turn out the way it did. It was like I had no control over my destiny, and if you knew me you would know that it didn't go so well. By the time May turned to June and June to July, the first semester's billing had arrived. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the statement. I was six thousand dollars in debt. This was after my scholarships and taking out the maximum loan. I could have gotten more if I had my dad as a co-signer, but that wasn't an option either of us were willing to take. So I informed my father that perhaps it was time for me to consider changing schools. Unfortunately, by the time I came to this decision, school had already started and my best bet was to take online classes. I hated this option because I didn't want to stay at home. This was the same house where my mother had died two years earlier. So my best friend's mom gave me the best solution I've felt in years. She offered me the chance to move in with her while I studied for the semester. What I thought was a dream come true, was my absolute hell. Right before we got into some truths, they came to light. It turns out our parents were dating. I totally agreed. I truly believed that my father deserved to be happy. We were the only ones who knew because they were trying to be sneaky, but I had picked up my dad's phone one morning when the text came through. They talked about how amazing last night had been, that they had fun kissing each other. more, and how they still had a smile on their faces. I couldn't tell anyone because they didn't know I knew and I knew the outcome wo... halfway through the paper... that's when I realized she didn't care how many people she hurt. She only cared that they did exactly what she wanted. That same day I texted my older brother's wife. I told her everything that had happened up to that point and asked her to take me away from there. I wouldn't tell his mother or father when I was leaving or where I was going. I figured that since they decided they could make decisions without me, I could do it without them. I talked to my friend and she swore she understood and was fine with it. I don't think it was because lately when I send a message, I get a one word or letter response. I never thought it could happen to me, but it happened. In the span of a week, I finished moving in with my best friend, moved out, and lost a friendship of almost five years. Every best friend dream had become my living, breathing nightmare.