May 19, 2013
Dad has been letting me take a break from school. I think he's been so concerned about me. I overheard him talking on the phone with a child psychiatrist. I think he thinks I'm going insane.
Today, I heard a knock on our door. It was Holly. She went to school, but I guess she came to see me.
She greeted my Dad, and asked where I was. He called me down. "Hi," Holly greeted me. "Hi," I said. We walked upstairs to my room.
We sat on my bed. "Did you listen to the CD?" Holly asked. "No," I said. "Why not?" she asked. "I haven't really been up to it." I said.
Then, there was silence.
"I know you miss your mom." she said, patting my back. "I really do..." I said.
"I'm sorry for your loss, but you have to move on. It may be hard but, you have to." Holly said. I started crying. "You're right." I said as I was wiping away tears. "You have to start talking again, and getting back with your friends." she said. "Alright," I agreed. "And, get back into your favorite activities. It'll help you." she said.
"Thanks, Holly." I said. "I want to help, because you are my friend. You'll never be alone." she said.
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Never Alone (ON HOLD)
Short StoryAfter a girl named Lola, goes through a life changing experience, she longs for solitude, and vowed never to speak to anyone again. But one friend, who cared so much, changed that, and made sure, that Lola would never feel alone. A C...
