If there is one thing I am bad at, it is making new friends, but the ones I eventually make, I try as much as I can to be dedicated and be a good friend because I love treating people the way I would love to be treated.
The very first friend I made when I gained admission into the university, also happened to end up being my roommate, at first, she seemed like a very good friend to make, a churchy girl, and considering that I had no friends since my school was located in a state I was just visiting for the first time, the need to make a friend, and not just any friend, a good friend, like my parent had warned me about making bad friends, so I don't get distracted from my studies was indeed important.
it was our orientation, and she sat next to me during the lecture, and from exchanging pleasantries, we dived deeper and that was how our need for a room came into the discussion as the hostel space was filled up.
That was the first time I lived with someone other than a family member, but I still considered her a sister and related with her the way I would relate to my sister, I shared everything with her, from Food, clothing, textbooks, and even my allowance, etc she always acted like someone in need all the time, and I was never bothered and was even happy to share the little I had, I never considered that she was just like a parasitic kind of human, not until she got exposed, to make it was, the churchy girl lifestyle was all a act to deceive people as well, she was a confirm scammer, all the while I was sharing my little with her, she was using her allowance to get the latest clothing and other things she fancied, and made sure to keep them locked in her box, but all these were not the real deal that ended the relationship.
We were both aiming for an opportunity that was offered by an NGO to get a scholarship to study abroad, unlike now, using smartphones wasn't common then so there was no way I could get the information, unless through relayed information not knowing that my roommate had already been informed, believing she would relay it to me, but sadly, she hid the information from me, probably out of jealousy or just pure evil intents, got the form and even lied to me the day she went for the exams, I only got to find out from a mutual friend who was shocked why I wasn't part of those who went to take the exams, to say I was heartbroken my roommate could do such was an understatement.
From that day henceforth, I erased her as a friend in my mind and considered her a stranger, knowing that she didn't want the best for me, even though I had never offended her for once, I told her about my discovery, she was ashamed and begged for forgiveness, but my mind was already made, and karma also dealt with her, because she didn't secure the scholarship either, only if she had been sincere, who knows whether studying and helping each other with an open heart, would have made it easier for us to pass the exams and had that opportunity.
For me, I ended it, it was also difficult for me to trust any other person, even getting another roommate was difficult because I end up thinking about the first betrayal