"Liv don't be a jealous bitch," I said. I stormed off. I ran to the elevator and didn't look back. I could hear her yelling "Brennan you have no right to call me a bitch!" I could hear her crying too....

you never know how much you love a person until you lose them.

Ever since I was little, I only had one fear. It wasn't like one of those silly fears of being afraid of a snake or getting lost in a crowd of people. I was afraid of losing my best friend. Then the unexpected happened. The fear I had slowly became a reality. Caleb Logan LeBlanc passed away on October 10th, 2015, the day my world fell apart. I had lost my one and only best friend. I became depressed and upset. I never came out of my room, felt like eating, or even talking to anyone. I cried myself to sleep each and every night wishing for some possible way for him to come back. Then one day, I came upon some quote. "If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again." What if memories could build a lane to Heaven? Not literally, but like closer to Caleb some how? I pulled out a journal and started writing. Writing every detail of memories of Caleb and I. I wrote down the story of us.