It feels like just yesterday when i was telling you what the plans were for the weekend..you smiled and laughed at me when i tripped over a rock. The next couple of years you weren't able to see me do that again..i still cry..because i know what happened to my best friend.
Your mom always told us to wear seat belts in a car..she said everything is normal..until you hit something hard.
I remember it so well..that i can still hear you screaming..your dead now..and all i still see is the cars lights gleaming through my broken window..
We skidded so hard that night..that even i flew out of the car..you were still in there..but that doesn't mean you didn't go far.
I woke up in the hospital of the 17th of may..it was my birthday..but is seems you weren't there to make it..you died of bloodloss..never will forget. i cried my self to sleep..my best friend was dead..still haven't excepted that.never will.
The next day was your funeral..i asked the preacher why to preach..everyone knew that god was her reach.
