Chapter 127

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I went up to my room and decided to text Jessica. Man, I haven't really been texting her very often. In fact, I haven't been texting any of my friends very often! Maybe that's a good thing. Oh well.

Nicole: Hey Jess! we don't talk very much anymore so I thought what the heck? lets talk

Jessica: *3 minutes later* hey Nicole. yeah we haven't been talking often. If u want something 2 talk about i have some bad news

Nicole: Omg what is it?

Jessica: my aunt died last night in the hospital. she had a heart attack

Nicole: OH MY GOSH JESSICA! I'm so sorry 2 hear that.

Jessica: I know

Nicole: were u there when she had a heart attack?

Jessica: no. she was in her apartment

Nicole: well Im dearly sorry

Jessica: it's ok. Her funeral is on Sunday at the church if u wanna come

Nicole: oh. well the thing is, not 2 be offensive or anything, I hate funerals

Jessica: why?

Nicole: I don't like getting all teary. I mean, when my grandma died I cried at my house. then I had 2 go 2 her funeral just 2 cry some more. funerals r just reminders that ur loved ones r gone and u need 2 mope extra. not 2 be harsh. sorry

Jessica: it's ok. I appreciate ur honestly

Nicole: if u want u can come over and we can hang out 2 get ur mind off of this

Jessica: well I don't think my parents would allow me. Moms been crying all day in her room and my dads been trying 2 help her. right now wouldn't be the right time 2 ✌hang out✌

Nicole: oh yeah u r totes right. well I gotta go. again Im sorry 4 ur loss

Jessica: thnx bye!

Nicole: bye!

I turned off my iPod and just sat on my bed. I've met Jessica's aunt before. She was such a nice happy lady. So joyful and full of hope. I really am sad that she passed away. But I know what Taylor Swift once said to me. "Don't pity the dead. Sometimes you've gotta pity the living." Okay, well it wasn't exactly her words. It was a quote from Harry Potter but who cares? It's still a very deep concept. I feel bad for Jessica, plus her parents. Oh, her parents must be devastated. Sigh. I wish there was something I could do.

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