• As I kick the large box with my designer heels I slam my door shut this isnt far I think as I lock the door and push my now empty dresser up agenst the wall "You cant make me go I wont!"I scream my tears are comming more quickly now. I stagger to my bed and burry my face in the big feather pillow a knock from the door comes from the other side the enemy side, the side that is trying to ruin my life "Anna please Listen to me you cant keep living here" mom ( Dr.Smith) says my moms a therapist go figure huh? ever since Brianna died she thinks that im going through a deep deep DEEP depression "I dont care how about you can leave and I stay here" I scream as loud as I can. I dont need this i seriously dont Brianna's funeral is three weeks from now and im not leaving until I get to say goodbye "You need to be away from the place that feels like home to you right now, your aunt agreed to take care of you until....welll until you feel stable agian"She said "Damnitt im not one of your patients mom you talk to me like im a sicko-path!" she never treated me like that once apon atime I was her little girl the one that any mom would be proud of stright A's ,long semi- curly brown hair, a violin player, star athelte, happy personality who couldnt want more right? wrong ever since then accident ive been nothing but a dissapointment, my A's went to F's my long curly hair was cut to my shoudlers and the violin that she bought me for my birthday hasent been touched in over two weeks. "It dosent matter tommrow you are going to teaxs end of story" she said with a stern voice, Screw the therapist she just turned into a warden in a second. I hear her walk down the hall and downstairs, I sit up and wipe my eyes only to get more tears spilling down my face "Oh stop crying you big baby you act as if you just scrapped your knee and you want you mother to kiss your boo-boo" a familar voice says. The room has grown cold now its taken a odd rede lightning "Oh shut up all right anyone would mourn over their friend"I say as I get up and clasp my friend bracelet I see Brianna is wearing her favorite colors bright blood red hightlights black fur trimmed boots skinny black jeans and a red tube top that says Drama queen. She laughs and punches my shoulder lightly "Oh I aint dead im alive in my own sort of way"She says smiling I smile back at her, she had a smile that would make anyone smile, thats what I miss most about her. "Dr. smith is making me move" I finialy say getting to the point where she can yell at me but for once she dosent, she just sits in my love seat and stares out the window "Hey did you hear me?"I deamand walking over to her and shake her shoulder. "you know what I miss most" she says out of no where and stares at me her big black eyes have grown cold and hard "wha?" "I think im gonna miss my mom most" she says standing and pulling out her balck wallet that had a single red rose she had a picture of me and her smiling with our violins in out hands, she skips to the next picture and looks at it. I peer over her shoulder and see its a picture of her and her mother both posing infront of the Eiffel tower, Brianna looking like she is kicking it down and her mom kicking it along with her. "Thats my most favorite picture she says showing me the picture "That was when she agreed to let me get leonardo" she said. Oh jeez I remmber leonardo thats crazy a** cat that particlly mugged my dog Nina. I look over at Brianna and see shes starting to cry. I watch as her tears fall off her face and slowly dissaper as they make their way to the carpet. "Bri-Bri"I say ready to give her a hug but before I know it she has put her wallet back in her pocket and is turning away from me "ive got to go" She says walking towards the ballcone "Wait will you come back?"I ask reaching for her arm, its cold and it feels like cement. She pulls her arm back before I could gasp "Maybe it depends I have stuff to do but ill try to be here before six" she says smiling and ruffles my hair I smile and laugh for once I feel alittle bit better "See you later sista" she says before dissapering and just like that im all alone and i can see the shadows where she was reaching out for me, I pull the dresser out of the way before the shadows get anymore angry. After I unlock the door I run down the hall and downstairs where I am forced to go back into my deep deep DEEP depression.