Beginning to get to me

Chapter one

Chapter one

The wind beneath my wings

“I like your shoes” smiled this petite dark hard little girl who stood in front of me staring at my shoes grinning as I coward behind my mum’s legs..

“I’m Megan, I’m 5!” she beamed holding up her fingers, “Don’t be scared, I’ll be your friend!”

She offered me her sticky hand as I looked up at my mum for some sort of permission before taking it and running into the playground smiling too.

“I’m Katherine I’m 4, but I think its my birthday soon” I stammered stopping suddenly to think, Scrunching up my lips and eye brows as Megan laughed..

“You do look funny when you do that!”

She always did tease me about my “thinking face” It had become a long running joke all through school. She had been there my first day off school with a hand and a comforting smile, that made my worries disappear in an instant and as we grew up although we remand close we were too completely different people, Thanks to Megan I was no longer a shy loner standing on the side lines, I was confident and had a lot of friends and I guess I never realised Megan starting to fall, She started dating Fynn who may I say is a total hottie and a good friend of ours and I was happy for her, But it seemed the more serious they got, the more she pulled away from the group..

To others Megan became a completely different person; To me she was still Megan. I didn’t notice a single change. She was still there every other night on the end of my bed as we laughed and talked about everything. We had no secret….

She knew me like no one else did,

She knew who my first kiss was with ( Ethan Taylor :p)

To my favourite music artist (Avril lavigne)

She was even the first person I went to when I started my Period..

And I knew all the same about her too.

(Joseph Adams)

(Panic at the disco)

One day when we were about 8, I was feeling so poorly so my mum kept me off school for the day, telling the teacher that I should be back tomorrow. This meant I wasn’t able to see megan, she told me that them 3 days were horrible and that she missed me like crazy! The moment I was back through the school doors her arms enveloped me in a big hug as she squeezed me tightly before handing worksheets off homework..

“I missed you loads” she smiled happy that I was back..

If she missed me then after merely 3 days of not being able to see me, did she not think how I would feel not being able to see her ever again!  Not being able to tell her what I need too, ask for her advice.

I’m guessing she didn’t think about any of this when she had that gun pressed to her head!

She didn’t care who she hurt, she was hurting to much herself to even consider the rest of us!

Everything changes so quickly that you need to appreciate what you have for the period you have it, I had my best friend for 15 years.. Some people don’t have someone like that.. I’m a lucky one. But how lucky am I, to have my best friend feel so helpless at the age of 19 that she couldn’t deal with any of this anymore! This is my entire fault!

I press the pillow over my head, not wanting to face another day without her.

Willing myself back to sleep so at least in my dreams she was still by my side,

Every still being the same.

But the suns beaming through my window now and another day is dawning, I guess I can’t curl up in my old familiar room for the rest of my life..

Staring at old pictures and our wish list!

Number one: Go bungee jumping

The moment my eyes took sight of that list I knew I had to complete it, For Megan.. But I’m guessing number one and four are out of the question straight away.. I thought staring at my neat bump which grew bigger by the day. Reminding me every day of my guilt and regrets that lead to the death of my best friend..

Okay

Number 2 on the list

Go see the northern lights……