this might get a few gasps...a haunting memory

her hair was as yellow as the sun and her personality was sweet and quirky. she was my best friend since kindergarten. riding our bikes everyday to the park eating cookies and baking cakes, we were inseparable especially since we lived right down the block from each other. it all happened on a vacation to Florida. she had been acting strange even before we left, starting to obsess over not wearing shorts and rebelling against her parents. it doesn't sound that strange but it was. she was my best friend who never cared about any of those things. on vacation she started not speaking to me and acting like i was a threat to her, she would even compare me to her mom. the last day of vacation she hit me and didn't speak to me all the way back to valley stream.

we soon started speaking again she apologized for what had happened and we planned a big sleepover for that weekend. i couldn't wait i thought she had just had enough of the vacation. her parents went out that night to local families house and her older sister was upstairs babysitting us. another one of our closest friends also joined in on the sleepover. we were all hanging out and gossiping when my best friend told my other friend and i that she was slitting her thighs and wrists. well that explains the jean obsession. i couldn't believe it we acted like we didn't hear anything. she had no explanation for doing such a thing her parents loved her and she had friends that did too. a week later i was just hanging out with her again her parents again were off to an event. she told me she had a headache and was just going to take an Advil. not strange. the next thing i knew i walked into the dining room and he was swallowing as many pills as she could. i was terrified. i called my mom who then called her mom.

the next day my best friend was admitted to a mental ward at a hospital in queens. it haunts me to this day that someone you love so much would try to do such a thing to themselves. after tears and blaming myself for what had happened, i knew our relationship would be over forever. when she came home i saw her once but she had changed. she wasn't the best friend i knew, our parents told us that maybe it was better we never spoke again. and that is how its been. i thought of her the other day not believing were in college now. i messaged her saying good luck i cant believe were already in college. i got no response i knew i wouldn't but somehow i thought that would make it better and the tears and pain would go away...