Usually when a person's best friend dies they go through to five stages of grief. Or maybe they pretend that their friend went on a trip to Europe like the two always fantasized about. Me? I broke out the Ouija board. Morganna and I were a multi-layered pair. Along with activities like getting in good with the head cheerleaders we also went to local weird concerts and tried to talk to the deceased. I wasn’t thinking properly because if I couldn't communicate with Morganna's childhood dog who died of old age why would I be able to talk to her?
Before I thought about the Ouija board, I went through a phase. I don't know if I was trying to get attention or end my life less seriously that Morganna. But my parents noticed. They wanted to send me to a boarding school and I told them no, to give me another chance. I guess seeing their dater in a dark room lit by candles, and trying to contact her dead best friend is cause to ship her to a boarding school two states away. I found it backwards for them to send me away in my time of grieving when all I wanted to do was see Morganna.
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Life After
Teen FictionTwo best friends are seperated when one goes overboard (literally) and is presumed dead Even death couldn't keep the girls apart But an ocean between them might. *part of this idea came from navigabunt on tumblr*
