To Macy, my best friend, my partner in crime. Xxx

Macy.

Hi Macy. I know you loved reading fan fictions online, and I hope up in heaven you've found this app and you can read this..

--- my mom told me this part. --

I knew Macy my whole life, we were born one day apart, her being one day older. Our moms were next to each other in the ward and they became friends quickly. They used to talk about their pregnancys - and laugh about things such as the crazy cravings they had throughout.

My mom got discharged from hospital the day I was born. But Macy's mom wasn't discharged until two days after Macy's birth, and I still don't even know why.

Two'weeks later, my mom was at Asda which was only round the corner from my house. And there she bumped into Macy's mom! They spoke for a good half hour or so. My mom asked where she was living and when she told her, my mom discovered it was only 4 blocks away from us.

We still live in those houses, by the way.

So they arranged 'play dates' with Macy and I often. My mom told me me and Macy bonded straight away. Even though we were young, we'd be ok with sharing toys and wouldn't cry if one of us took the others toy. But if if was anyone else taking that toy, we'd be screaming the place down.

These play dates started to become a daily thing too. My first word was Macy and hers was my name, Zara. And I'm honoured for that. Anyone else's first word would've been mom or dad or something simple.

We went to the same nursery, and I remember so well, once she told me "when I grow up, I want to have colourful hair." And she painted her hair blue five minutes later.

Then we went to the same primary.

In our primary school, every year you'd have a class with different people in it. I was in Macy's every time for those seven years. I remember our last day if primary, we cried so much thinking going into high school would make us drift apart. It didn't though, trust me.

I remember in p1, we like owned the water and sand pit. We'd always be the first ones there at play time and we'd never let anyone else use it.

P2, we had matching light up shoes. I remember those so well. Those were our best friend shoes.

I remember once in p3 I fell over in the playground and cut my face pretty bad, and Macy offered to do the same so she'd have a cut face too, just like me.

I have lots of memories from the rest of primary school, but there's too many and they'd take a while to type and it's currently 3:30am but whatever.

We went into our first year of high school in 2008, year eight.

We were scared incase we'd drift apart in Hs, but luckily we were in all the same classes and we remained as close as ever.

We had the best laughs in home ec, English, maths, science, geography and loads more. I remember once I got sent to a different room for laughing so much at something in maths and twenty minutes later Macy got sent too.

I remember our joint birthday party we had for our 13th birthday! a group of girls who were popular came and brought a lot of alcohol and that's when we got drunk for the first time. And did we get grounded? You bet we did. 😂

When we went into year nine in 2009, and the new year eights came up we used to take the utter piss out of them. In our school, there's four floors,and whenever someone would ask us were a class is, we'd always say "oh, it's on the fifth floor."

The summer of 2010, the year she died, my mum offered to take Macy on holiday with us to ovacik in olu Deniz, Turkey.

I remember we went on the 20th of July until the 3rd of August 2010.

We were 14 at the time and since we were on holiday, my mom and dad and their friends bought us loads of alcohol and we got absolute out our faces and ended up being sick up and down the olu Deniz strip. I remember that so well OMG.

We met these Turkish boys, Leo and kiya, and we were good friends with them and we did loads of stuff together, I remember kiya had a huuuuge thing for Macy and he followed her everywhere and used to smack her ass and everything, it was hilarious.

We got home on the 3rd of August 2010. And then one week later, the 10th, everything fell apart. Everything.

Me, Macy and a couple of friends were all out in town, and it was about 11:30pm and Macy wasn't feeling well, so her and our friend Ashley started heading home. Ashley only lived round the corner from Macy, so it would be okay to leave her to walk home for five minutes.

I remember not going home that night, at around 2am and I remember my mum shouting at me that night for still being awake at 4am, because it was almost the end of summer and I was going to be in year ten and I had to get my sleeping pattern back in track because if I didn't get enough sleep I'd slack in school and year ten was not the year to slack in. She was being really harsh about it and then about half an hourmlater, I'd finally gotten to sleep and she came to wake me and tell me that Macy hadn't gone home. I was worried sick and stayed up all night and I tried phoning her but i got nothing.

I got up the next morning and my mum was out. She left me a nite saying she was away to the shops. Then two police officers came to my door and told me that they had found Macy. I was so happy and relieved until they told me that that wasn't all they had to tell me.

I remember the exact words.

"Macy was dragged into the woodland and battered, and left in a ditch and her injuries to her head were so bad that she passed away and it would have been a slow painful death, at that. I'm sorry Zara."

I asked if they knew who did it and they said they had a suspect, a boy who was in year 13 who'd always tried to speak and flirt with Macy but she'd always ignore him. I knew he was messed up. He got sent to a young offenders place cause he got found guilty.

The 10th of August was a horrible day for everyone in Dublin. I'm still grieving. She was my best friend, for the first 14 years of my life and the only 14 years of her life. It hurts knowing that if she was still here, she'd be eighteen and everything we done together when we were 13/14 we could do again, but this time it'd actually be legal.

I miss you more than anything Macy. Im in tears writing this, and I can't believe it's almost been 4 years. Feels like only 4 days.

I miss and love you a lot, okay? I know your watching down on me, remember when I'd always foolishly walk out onto the Road without looking and almost get run over but you pulled me back? I've never done that since you died and I know that it's you protecting me. And atleast once a week my photo frame with every single photo of us stuck inside falls off my wall and I know it's you playing your tricks on me.

I miss you so much and I just wish you were still here. I'll always miss you babe, and I'll never stop. I'll remember to bring you loads of pretty stuff to your grave on your anniversary.

Sleep tight my angel, I love you loads!

Macy Sarah Timpson,

April 23, 1996

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August 10, 2010

Aged 14 years, far far too young.

Rest in peace. X x x

Loads and loads and loads of love from Zara.

Ps. See you at the other side sissy <3 xx