My name is Rosie. I'm in high school and I just watched my best friend be buried at her funeral. How sad is that? Kate was her name. We were two peas in a pod yet I never saw the signs. She always appeared to have a smile on her face and seemed over all a happy person. We've been best friends forever it seems. Never once did you see us separate. Until now that is.
Going back to school the Monday after Kate's funeral was probably worse than her actual funeral. We had the same schedule, sat next to each other in class and we would always get caught either for talking or passing notes.
"Oh god how I miss you Kate," I thought to myself.
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Broken Immortal-discontinued
Teen FictionWho knew life could be so short. How could I have been so blind to what had been right in front of me?
