The story of our lives

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I was friends with her since kindergarden. We shared laughs, stories, secrets... tears. If there was any ideal person to be around it would be her. And I am so lucky to have had her in my life. All the way threw 4th grade there was such an amazing bond between us. We were impossible to seperate. Not a force in the world could break us apart. Or so we thought. She missed all year fifth grade. I never had her phone number so I couldnt call. I knew where she lived. But I couldnt just show up at her house. Hell no! I spent my time all year wondering the play grounds, weeping in the corner. I felt like a shadow, without her. Where was she? and what was going on? During the time of giving out report cards, I grew hatred and fear over people, and all this because my best friend wasnt here for 9 months of school. As my teacher gave out our report cards, I was called to the front desk. Whats going on? Fear took over my body. The last thing I was thinking about was Melodie(my best friend). As I got to the office, my mom, Melodie's dad, Melodie's mom, Melodie's sister(2 years old), and Melodie's brother were grouped up crying in the loby. Her dad came up to me and pointed to a pink ribbon. At the time I didnt know what it meant. Then the secretary called me over once more. She told me someone special is waiting for me upstairs. My prince charming? of course not. It was Melodie. Fear envelopped my soul. My skin pale. My heart beating 25 times faster. Everytime I took a step, I would get weaker. Than something happened. When I had around 5 steps left till reaching upstairs, a ray of hope hit me. I am finally going to see my best friend. So I ran. I ran. And I ran. Fists sweating, heart pumping, I was ready. When I opened the door to the upstairs hall, I froze. It was Melodie. She let out a small smile, and that was my cue to run for dear hope. I finally saw her, after 9 months of agony, pain, fear and hatred. As I hugged her, she burst into tears. Do I smell that bad?... She whispered in my ears: I have Cancer...

I fainted. And was rushed to the office. I woke after 2 minutes. Melodie petting my hair. My world came crashing down. My best friend has cancer.

As I got home from school, my mom and I had a talk. I didnt cry because I knew cancer was no big deal and that Melodie can do anything. My mom had to tell me that, not everybody survives cancer. It was just a warning.

Months after her diagnosis, she had to get amputation. Amputation. Because she had Osteosarcoma. Without her left leg, how could she even play soccer, our favorite sport. As the next year came along 6th grade, Melodie was riding around in her wheel chair with bandages all over her left leg. Things happend. But I told her : I wont play soccer until you can. I live by that promise today.

Her Cancer spread evrywhere. It was a mess. I visited her at the hospital everyday. She didnt want her dad in the room. She wanted me. And only me. I really loved her.

The last time I visited her was a saturday, and the last things we said to each other was: I love you, dont forget me, forever love. She died Sunday November 3rd 2013. I was never ready to let her go. I will never heal until the day I will see her again. Nobody will replace her thats for sure.  She left in a blissful silence... as my soul crept in the shadows of pain.

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