the worst day of my life was three years ago when I recieved a phone call telling me my best friend had died. I had to call up my other best friend (who is now my archenemy) and tell her of the tragedy. I was so angry and sad, I just didn't understand how a thing like this could happen (she died in a farmbike accident). I just wanted everybody to stay away from me so I screamed at everyone to not touch me and I just cried and cried but when I calmed down my mum talked to me, she had been crying too. Then I started noticing all the bad little things like how my brother had ruined my almost finished perfectly-coloured-in Dragon Ball Z (LOL) picture and how my sister had drunk the remainder of my Mountain Dew and my ruler had snapped. My little brother and sister were too young to understand at the time but they came along to the funeral and when my sister saw my friend in her coffin she burst into tears mostly, I think, because she was scared. I went up on the raised platform next to the coffin with my other friends and we all started crying but we got through our presentation okay.
I visit my friends grave on her birthday and on the anniversary of her death and also whenever we visit the cemetery to see my grandfather.
That is one thing I'll never forget.





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!! Rawr Doctor says i was very lucky that my veins weren't visible or some mumbo jumbo and that if they were i would have probably died with massive blood lost from left wrist. :s Well May not be as interesting as some of your stuff ^_^ I'll maybe scan my wrist and show you *Sounds Fun* LMAO!
