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something has happened at school... it's a really sad and depressing thing... so i might be on Hiatus for awhile... if you want to know about it... here goes... i've been really good friends with one of my friends in school.. during break time, we would always be seen together... most of my other friends avoided her.. why? because she had a disease.. cancer... blood cancer... i always stood by her.. and if i was sad or anything, she would always lend me her shoulder to cry on... she was a great friend... recently, her parents got into a fight because of her. her family was not well to do... they had little money and lived in a small flat. she accidentaly overheard what her parents had said about her and became depressed.. in school, she was not herself. she wouldn't talk or smile, no matter how i try. i couldn't make her show a smile. until one day, her disease took a turn for the worse. she was too sick to even come to school... then, i found out that she had fell into a coma... everyday, after school, i would rush to the hospital and sit by her bed side. watching her sleep. i would stare at her sweet face and remember the times we had together when she was still ok. in the background the many machines would occationaly give out a small beep... informing me that she was still alive... for now...i didn't know how long she would be in this slumber... or when she would pass on.. on one of the days... after school, i rushed over to the hospital and opened the door.. i looked at the bed but there was no one there. i searched the room. thinking that i've been into the wrong room. but it was not so. i rushed out to the counter and asked them about the girl that lay in a coma in that ward. they shook their head and said "i'm sorry, she's gone" i stood there, i could feel my eyes brimming with tears. i dailed her house number and her mother picked up. she just told me to come over to their house and attend the funeral the next day.. i want back home with tears running down my cheeks. i didn't care if people thought of me as a madwoman. but the only thing i cound do now was to mourn for my friend... when i went over to her house the next day... i saw her for the last time.. not standing upright but lying down. not in the bed but in the coffin... her face was pale and still sweet looking. i broke down and cried like it was the end of the world. i couldn't control myself. i hugged myself and cried... and cried... and cried...