Two weeks after Winnie died and the full town was still in mourning.The world we all knew had went quiet and a Winnie Allman shaped hole was in our hearts.I feel guilty because on the day she died I didn't go to the sleepover.I had no chance to say goodbye,well none of us really did.
The reason I didn't go was because I was trying to finish my new book-The Fault in our stars-
If you haven't already guessed I'm the geek of the group.
Carla was the pretty and cool one.
Izzie was the funny sporty one.
Winnie was everything.She was the life of the party.'The queen bee'
One day I was sitting on my bed sketching a butterfly when my dad came up,
"The funerals this Saturday."
He looked awful.As is said,Winnie's death shook the whole town into depression even the people that didn't know her.
"Ok."I replied I was numb and couldn't be bothered to talk to him.
As close as we are the other girls haven't evened tried to contact me.We should be here for each other.Im always the one that takes friendships very seriously,I'm over enthusiastic.
On the Saturday morning of the funeral I shower and brush my hair.My appearance has drastically change from the way I looked the past few weeks.Winnies mother delivered a dress for me yesterday.Im guessing she did that for the other girls too.Its a plain black dress knee length with a pearl collar.I try it on and it fits like a glove
I start to think more about the funeral and feel weird,today is the day I have to say goodbye to my best friend,this shouldn't be happening,Winnie's 15!
Saturday is when we all hang out then go to the movies or crash a random party not attend one of our owns funeral!
Guess I better be ready.
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Winnie's Rose Garden
Teen FictionIt's not just roses that were left behind in Winnie's rose garden Secrets and truths have to be dug up at some point Right?
