This was my favorite entry�I wrote it when I was crying. Usually when my emotions are at a peek a write my best.
I have revised it some, but it still has the same meaning. This entry is dedicated to Breann�good luck with everything, hun.
I remember the first day I met Breann...I thank Megan Furman for that. It was the only good thing she ever did for me.
Today was Breann�s last day...
And guess what? ...
I cried.
When I think back on everything, I cant believe on what I said to her...all the fights we had. I can believe what an immature child I was at the time, to push one of my best friends away.
We could still be the best of friends right now....but we aren�t, and it�s partially my fault.
As I was riding on the bus home, sharp tears sprang to my eyes and I started to cry softly�
At that moment, I then realized the she no longer is going to sit by me on the bus. She was no longer going to talk to me and I would from then on be sitting alone...
People say they are sorry about it...but they aren�t in my place. They don�t know how it feels to watch one of your best friends live miles and miles away from you.
As I was sitting on the bus, I started to remember all the good times...and it hit me. One thought passed through my head�
no more good times
I missed her already...she was my best friend for who knows how long, and then after that a very good friend.
I never got to say a proper good-bye, and I didn�t want too. I�ll miss her, but I�ll see her again. Although I know this, I�m still crying.
I�m still crying�
-danielley
Written on 2003-04-14 at 4:02 p.m.
� Danielley
