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The Start of Something New

Natalie's P.O.V

~January 21, 2013~

I walked to the graveyard so I can meet my friend, like we always do. As I got closer to him I got teary eyed and then I sat down. "Hey" I said but got no response.

"How have you been?" No response. "Well, I've been good; my family and I are going on a trip, but  the bad part is that I won't be able to see you." I said to him. Then, I started to cry knowing that my friend was here but not next to me. I looked at the grave of my friend.

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James William Peters

1999-2012

Was a great son and a great best friend

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At this point I was balling my eyes out and saying things I would always say and just repeat it. "James I wish it was me and not you! Why, why did it have to be you! We all miss you! I can't be here with out you, but you told me to stay brave! It's just so hard to I can't!" I sob/whisper. I get up and walk away, as always. My eyes are red, my face is red, but I don't care. I walked to the park and sat by the tree I always  sit at and thought. That's when a boy came up to me.

"What's the matter?" He asked. At least he didn't ask that stupid question 'Are you okay?'. I hate it when people ask that. Of course I'm not. I realized that I was staring a him, so I said.

"It's nothing." He gave me that look that said 'Are you kidding me? You were crying, and I can tell.' I sighed and told him what happened. I didn't think he would care, but he listened to everything I said. He hugged me when I was done. It wasn't an awkward hug but it wasn't a 'normal' hug, if that's what you want to call it. I just let it out and it was like we've known each other for so long. Like we are 'best friends'. I looked up to see him staring at me already.

"How about we talk about ourselves?" He said after a while, I nod.

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We told everything about each other; like favorite color, movie, song, thing to do, anything and almost everything. I learned his name is Reed, he likes singing and writing songs, he's 13, he lives in San Antonio and was born and raised here (I'm not sure if Reed was but just go with it). I also told him about my life and that I'm 12, I've lived in SA (to lazy to write it out) all my life and that I've traveled in and out of TX. At the end of our 'chat' we were laughing because of an embarrassing moment I had. 

"That really happened?" He said while trying to hold in his laugh.

"Yep, it did." Then we both laughed so loud people stared at us but we didn't care. 

When we calmed down, we had tears in our eyes. That's when we looked around, we both realized it was late. I got up and said:

"Well, it's late I got to go."

"Yea, me too."

"Want to meet here tomorrow?"

"Sure"

That's where our friendship started and like that we became friends.

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A/N 

That's where it starts. Hopefully you enjoyed this part. Oh, just so you know I'm new to this 'writing' thing, so if it sounds weird... I #REALLYDONTCARE (That's for the Demi fans) 

Anyway, BYYE PEOPLE!!

~Unknown

.....Working on Chapter 2.... 

 June 9, 2014