I met her in second grade. She was cute and funny and nice and everything that a best friend could be. By the way if you're wondering, no I'm not a guy writing about a girl, I'm and girl writing about her best friend. We were in the same class and our teachers put us together for a project. And that's pretty much how we met. I have so many good memories with her. She was amazing. we grew older, and soon started middle school. She was becoming beautiful, and sometimes I was so jealous. She always got all the guys, and was probably the most perfect, most luckiest girl. In 8th grade, something changed. We weren't hanging out as much, and we got into small little fights. I thought it was just whatever. Soon enough we started high school. She started doing things I thought she'd never do. In... [Read More]
Tags: Suicide, Abuse, Cutting, Friendship, Old Friendship, Death, Loved OneIt started towards the end of my 5th grade year. My dad worked for the mortuary and was never home. He could be called to work at any moment and I didn't see him much but I was so close to him. He was the best father. He took me places. He has taken me to Wyoming, Utah, Nebraska,and Kansas. He took us to dinner and we would sit and play Xbox all day together. I miss him so much. One night I saw my dad packing up some stuff. I went to his room and asked, " where are you going dad?" He looked at me and replied," I am going to the hospital," at the time me and him weren't exactly getting along. We had been fighting for days because I was bullied in school and hit the kid bullying me. He deserved it but he didn't think... [Read More]
Tags: Death, Loved One, Drugs, Father, Family, Sad, Missing, Memories