My Best Friend is Dead

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My Best Friend is Dead

My best friend and I were together all the time, doing nothing without the other. But one day I realized that somewhere along the road somebody failed her, and every day I cannot help but wonder if it might have been me. Everything she went through, I was there for her, but I guess some things are too hard for even friendship. Not a day goes by that I don't remember. How could I ever forget? I'm sharing this story for the first time since it happened.

The last time we had no worries, well, that were apparent, was on August 20 of '97. We spent the night in her basement under the stairs. I can still taste our dinner of cold macaroni and cheese on our breath, and feel sticky sweet butterscotch on our fingers. Rebecca St. James's "Side By Side" blared through our ears. "Together forever, that's the way we should be," we sang aloud. We laughed, and talked about everything and anything. I will never forget that night, one of the best nights of my whole life,and the night where it started to end. A climax of sorts--the end of the rising action...

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