10 October, 2019
Dear alone,
I'm glad that's what I called you because that's all I'm feeling. Alone. Alone and broken. I'll tell you what happened. It all started 4 years ago. That's when I met Laura. We were best friends for two years until she went to the doctors one day and they found out she had lung cancer. It was already too far that they couldn't help her. When I got the news I was so shocked I could only ask, "how long?" Laura told me 2 years. We made the best of that short 2 years we managed to get. We did everything we could as best friends. And when the time was up, she begged me to sit with her until the very end. So I did. I sat with her until the heart monitor attached to her arm flatlined. I didn't move for hours. I refused. Why should I live a happy life if Laura didn't get the chance? I sat there holding her hand silent tears running down my face until my older brother, Jimmy picked me up and physically took me away from her. I screamed and kicked so hard he dropped me. I ran to my best friends side and looked at her small, fragile body laying on the grey hospital bed. Her limp blonde hair that used to be so vibrant. Her glassy, pale green eyes that used to be a rich emerald colour. Her thin, cracked lips that were once full and a deep red. I looked at her dead face one last time and whispered to her in broken words, "please don't be dead. Please jump up and say this was all just another prank. Please Laura. You can't be dead. Not you, you were always so strong. Don't leave me," but deep down I knew this wasn't a prank and my partner in crime did really just leave me.
She didn't deserve to die. She was only 16. Only 6 months older than me. She didn't deserve any of this.
The funeral is in 3 days time. I don't know how I'll be able to face saying goodbye to her. See her getting lowered into the ground to stay there forever. But I know I have to be strong. I have to do this for her. A last favour.
I know that saying goodbye to Laura will bring me a pain I've never felt before.
And I'm not ready.
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Alone (diary style)
De TodoIn a world where a girl named Abbey feel completely and utterly alone she starts a diary and names it alone because that is what she felt. this is basically a diary of someone who has depression, anxiety and anorexia. I wanted to make this book beca...
