She was beautiful, seventeen, and full of life. I never saw it coming. I knew that she was sick, but this came all too soon. I was out of town, out of state actually, with band. I was so excited for this trip to Washington, D.C. I never thought that she wouldn’t be there when I got back. I mean how could someone think that their friend wouldn’t live a few more days?

She was sick, yes. She had cancer. I just never saw it coming so fast.

Maybe i should have gone to see her while she spent so much time in the hospital. Maybe things could have been different. Maybe I’m just overreacting. She knew she wouldn’t make it and she was ready. Everyone who saw her in the hospital said the same thing, “She has such a smile on her face. Almost as if nothing is wrong.”

Her funeral, my last opportunity to see her. Something about walking up to the open casket had me freaked like it wouldn’t be her. So I didn’t do it. I regret that decision even now.
It’s been 2 years and its hard to believe that she’s really gone…..