March 25th
My grandmother passed away March 22nd, you found out three days later, you texted me, saying 'I heard about your grandma, I'm sorry.' I said thank you and you replied, asking if I wanted you to come to the visitation, I said that it's up to you but that I'd appreciate it if you did, she really loved you, you were another granddaughter to her...One month later and our little sisters are on the same softball team, we hangout during their practices (the ones that I'm not helping with) until I have to go to practice... I stayed the night April 20th, you invited me to see the junior high school play... We thought it was stupid and left 30 minutes in and walked to Starbucks, then Dollar Tree... I think you were shocked at how sassy I am now, or how I do things that I never used to do, like I asked you for clothes to sleep in, or how I said gimme a blanket as I grabbed one of the comforters in your bed... We talked to each other so easily, not like before, but nicer, I don't let you tell me what to do anymore.
Maybe we'll be friends again, I won't trust you like I did before, but I'll still trust you, and hangout with you. I hope we'll be friends. I really hope so...
Written May 7th, 2018.

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No FicciónA story that I need to get off my chest that just happened. Just a thirteen year old, hoping that writing about it will help. Published 10/14/17