Losing a friend who you called a sister is one of the hardest things she had to go through. Knowing that you will never talk to them again. It's kinda funny, when my best friend Jordan died I picked up my phone to call her. She was dead though. When the realization finaly hits your lungs feel like you have just been hit by a train and will never get better. You just want to die. You almost feel like everything is over trying to figure out what you should do because nothing seems to change anything that you feel. You just dont know what to do or think. At first you don't cry, then all you do is cry. You either don't wanna eat or you eat everything.
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The Cut
Non-FictionSo this is a story. It is about life. Not like a journal but more of a description of what people can do to people. I am tired of hiding.
