I would never forget that day. The day I lost my bestfriends.
I was 8 years old, my bestfriend Chen was too. We were in the same class at school, and did everything together everyday. From the morning when we waited for the bus together to eating dinner at each others houses.
On a night during the last week of school Chen and I had a sleepover at his house. We had made a tent out of blankets and pillow cushions in his living room and had fallen asleep in the middle of the scooby doo movie we were watching.
I remember I was in the middle of a dream about swimming at the beach when I woke up to the sound of a big crash, and the living room light getting turned on. Chen's parents had stumbled into the side of our fort causing the loud crash.
It was almost 4am.
Chen's mom looked like she had been crying and his dad looked like he had seen a ghost.
Chen and I both had woken up to the crash and were now wide awake.
"______, Chen, come on out here." Chen's dad said In a shaky voice.
The two of us crawled out from our fort and stood uo in front of his parents, while we held each others hands.
Chen's mom kneeled down to my level and grabbed my hand from Chen as fresh tears fell from her face.
"______, something happened to your mommy and daddy." she said.
"What- what happened?" I asked her in a shaky voice."
"Baby...your mommy and daddy... they died."
"NO!" I screamed as I she buried me in a hug and I started bawling.
After a good ten minutes of crying into her arms, I broke away and ran to Chen. We sat there and hugged each other as we cried together.
Eventually Chen's mom brought chen and I up to his room and we slept in his bed while we cried ourselves to sleep hand in hand, while his parents later on did the same thing in their room.
It turns out that earlier that night someone had broken into my house and killed my parents. They eventually caught the guy that did it. It was one of my dad's former employees whom he fired for stealing money from the company. The man drank too much that night, and got revenge on my parents.
If I wouldn't have slept over at Chen's house I would have been killed too. So in a way he saved my life.
The court decided that guardianship over me would be given to Chen's parents since my only relative was my grandpa who wouldn't be able to take care of me on his own.
Shortly after my parents murder we all moved to a different city.
Chen and I had no friends or family there besides his parents and his two aunts and uncles. But we had each other. Even to this day we are still best friends. Every now and then we lock ourselves in one of our bedrooms together and just cry our eyes out.
We made other friends, but those friendships never lasted. In the end it was always the two of us against the world.
After high school we went to the same college and graduated together too. We never dated or got married or anything, but we still live with each other. He's one of my best friends and he will always be.
But our story isn't finished yet. it'll keep going, but only two things are certain in the future.
first off Chen and I will Never not be friends.
And secondly Ill never forget the night I lost my bestfriends. Because after all Family is the closest possible friendship you can have.
~Dedicated with lots of love to my mom and dad. Even though we fight a lot and don't always get along they will alwayd be two of by bestfriends.
