Alright. So I have this friend who just killed herself. Last night. And she was my best friend in this entire world. We grew up together and had so many plans. We’re in the same classes, we were going to the same college, buying an apartment together. We were going to have the same profession, live right next door, grow old together. We were going to travel the world on a boat equipped with only chicken wings and Mountain Dew. And she was my only friend. She was all I needed. We spent every waking second of every day together. We took turns spending the night at one anothers houses every weekend and often stayed multiple days during the week. We never split up once this summer vacation. We were the same. We were inseparable. We even started watching Doctor Who together with the rule that nobody could watch ahead. We could only watch it together. We did everything together. Everything. We even went on double dates. Everything you could have ever hoped for in a friend, well, that was her. We were going to warped tour together this year and the Burning Man Festival. We’ve been wanting to go to the Burning Man Festival for years. We were saving up our money to drive across the states and camp under the stars. She was all I ever had and needed in the world. She was always there for me. Always. And now she’s gone. And my mind hasn’t even accepted it yet. I borrowed a dress from her and keep trying to remind myself to put it in my bag to give to her on Monday and then it hits me. She won’t be to school on Monday. She won’t be there anymore. All of my future plans are just gone. And I literally cannot do a thing without being reminded of her. Her parents say she got me a christmas present and want to give it to me early. It’s Chuckie the doll. I got her the bride of chuckie. It was our plan for a while. Since we saw the dolls at Spencer’s at the mall. I don’t really know what to do anymore. It’s just… gone. I don’t know how to handle it. I’ve only been crying. And I can’t even listen to music much because we liked the same stuff. The bands remind me of her. We were going to start our own band. Neither of us can play an instrument but. Still. It was our plan. We were even going to start a youtube channel together and become youtube famous. But I kept putting it off saying we had loads of time to do it. We have our English project due tomorrow. We were supposed to present it to the class. I’m not going. I’m not presenting her part for her. She needs to be here. I’m not doing it on my own.