Hi, I'm Amanda. I have to tell you about my friend, let's call her Samantha. She is kind of my best friend, but kind of a lunatic too. We've been friends for about a year now, but I’m noticing more and more that something is a little weird about her. She’s very nice, at least to me, but something about her is like a character out of one of those movies about an obsessive psychopath So, first I will tell you about me. I’m a sophomore in college working on a political science degree. I grew up in a pretty small country town and that’s probably why I’ve always had a small group of friends. I’ve never been into the big city or big party scene. I’ve always loved the simple things and never really worried too much about trying to fit in or stand out. I’ve always done my own thing. I ran track in High-School with the athletic girls and spent a lot of my weekends hanging out with the skater kids. I never really fit into a single group, but always got along well with everyone. My personality helped me gain new friends pretty quickly when I started college. I guess I’m just really approachable and people are comfortable around me. That’s what drew Samantha in and I am starting to think she’s a little too comfortable.
So let me tell you about Samantha. So you know how I said I’m from a small town, well, Samantha is from a REALLY small town. She’s from the kind of town that’s so small they have one diner, one gas pump, and more cows than people. She grew up without the internet or TV, or probably friends. She was home-schooled and whenever she talks about the town where she grew up, I always picture her house being in a cornfield as banjos play in the distance. I’m probably exaggerating a little, but my point is, she grew up pretty sheltered. She was actually surprisingly social for someone who was so sheltered growing up. I think she was really excited about college. She was happy to meet new people and to see the world outside her little town. We hit it off really well from the beginning.
We became friends pretty quickly and started spending a lot of time together. We went shopping together regularly, had lunch together all the time, and talked every day. Now, I will say that she was always the more enthusiastic one in our friendship. I liked her and liked hanging out with her, but I would have survived just fine with less. It got to the point where every second of free time she had, she was texting me or calling. I wondered if for some reason I was the only one she felt comfortable talking to and she just needed some support going through college. When I think about it, it must have been terrifying to come from a tiny community and suddenly be living on campus at a university that has more students than the population of your home town. I tried to not get too annoyed by her aggressive friendliness and reminded myself that she’s a really good person and its always good to have a friend even if she is a little odd. Some of my other friends weren’t quite as nice about it though.
My friend Chris Said she was weird and kind of rude, and my other friend Julia said she thought Samantha was kind of a B. I never saw any of that because she was always super nice to me. One week I had to go back home for a few days and help my parents with some stuff. The whole time I was gone, Samantha barely text me. This was very strange. What made it even weirder was that Chris texted me and said that Samantha wouldn’t leave him alone and was constantly trying to hang out with him and Julia. It was so weird that she was not talking to me but trying to hang out with my friends. It was like she was trying to replace me while I was out of town. I tried to tell myself that I was just being crazy and she wasn’t trying to steal my life, Then when I got back to campus, there she was...wearing my shirt.
I asked her about it and she said “No, it’s not your shirt. It’s the exact same kind though. I ordered it online.” Okay, her borrowing my shirt would have been waaayy less creepy than her shopping online for replica clothing so she can dress like me. So then I started paying attention to things she does and I’m convinced that she is trying to copy and live my life. I got a new car and she suddenly had to go car shopping. I was thinking about moving off-campus and she starts looking at apartments. I even cut and died my hair and guess who decided on a new look.
So now she is driving the same car as me, dressing like me, hanging out with my friends, and I’m pretty sure flirting with my boyfriend. I feel like she is trying to push me out of my own life so she can take it over, but I also don’t feel like she’s a bad person, I mean assuming she doesn’t kill me and start wearing my skin, but that seems unlikely. She’s just really kind of weirding me out but she’s always been nice to me and I don’t want to hurt her feelings. I don’t know what to do. What do you guys think?
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