• I walk home with her after 2nd grade and we say goodbye, "will we walk with eachother to school tomorrow?" she asks me and i smile at her "Of course....that's what best friends are for!" I smile back at her and then I wave back to her as she rushes up to her house. I walk home to mine and I greet my mom. I do my homework then call my friend. "well, I'm finnished with homework.....would you like to come play?" i ask her as I finnish my milk. "well....mama and I are going to the museum....so I can't Im sorry...." she apologizes to me. "That's alright...! I'll just play with my pup!" I laughed and then said goodbye to her and hung up.


    The next day my mom turns on the news channel and we watch it and wait for my show to come on. Mother gaspes and watches. I look to see that there was my friend's mom's Honda van crashed with others. I cry to as i see her mom standing next to a gurney and crying. i ask "mom.....what's wrong...is she gonna be alright.....?" as I go to the tv and stare at my friend that was dead on the gurney. I cry hard as mom comes up and hugs me and carries me to my room. "We will be able to see her before she goes on......everything will be fine...." I just stare up at her and cry "No! everything will not be alright....she is gone and we never were able to go and do things we wanted to! We promised eachother that we would do these things....! It's not fair! It was a promise!!" I screached to her and then closed my eyes.

    The following week we go to her funeral and i stand by her casket and stare at her body that had no life left in it. "Im so sorry.......I couldn't keep my promise.....I'm so sorry......" I cried to her and stuck my hand in the casket and grabbed her's. "come sweetie......it's time to go...." My mom grabbed my hand and pulled me away. I watched as i was pulled that my friend became smaller and smaller as i walked away.

    I visit her grave now whever i go to the area where she's burried.....I miss my friend so much. We were inseperable from eachother. We were like sisters. Now she's in my praiers and every thought. I wonder what she'd be like if she were still alive...