Young

Yeah....I remember when I was young...all that blast we had. Skipping class was one of our favorite things to do till that one gloomy Friday. It was another one of them "Skipping School Fridays" or thats how we refereed to it. It was six of us when we left school not knowing that only half would make it back. We did the usual thing all in one car and heading toward the lake, once again. You were speeding, I told you slow down we don't have to rush and its a curvy road. All you did was ignore me and not knowing it was at a curve, passed the semi-truck. At that moment an oncoming car you saw but it was too late. The car hit us and three were lost. Out of the three that were lost you were one of them. You were my best friend and I cared about you so much. Ever since that day I've never been the same cause I lost three of my best friends in one day of "fun".

*Not a true story had to write it for English class. but vote anywayz!!