May 25, 2013
I'm still upset. I can't believe Anne couldn't help me. Anne loved mom... or so I thought.
I heard a knock on our front door. It was Holly.
"Hey, Lola!" she said cheerfully. "Hey!" I greeted her.
We walked upstairs into my room.
"So, is everything okay?" Holly asked.
"Well, um.. no." I was again, holding back tears.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I think that I'm forgetting her!" I bursted out crying.
"You can never forget her. She's your mother. She misses you, too." Holly said, as she got a tissue out of her bag and handed it to me.
"Thanks Holly. You're a really good friend." I said, a little happier.
"You are, too!" she giggled.
Then, we ran out to the park, and played until it got dark.
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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...
