A Story That Never Should Have Been Told

Warning: The author is not responsible for tears, or any other emotional response. Death is not an uncommon thing, in this story.
So close, yet so far. If it had been her right arm she may have survived, but it was her left. Now dangling over the edge, she sucked in one final breath, before her muscles gave out and she slipped. Slipped into oblivion, the everlasting darkness. Her last words echoing in my ears forever "tell them, tell them the truth,". The real story, I couldn't save her. At last, I was helpless, doomed to watch my best friend die before my very eyes. Restrained by metals bonds, unable to move as best friend fell, and my hope with her. She had always been better than me, a better person, a better writer, a better friend. I call out her name twice, with no answer. Tears flow from my cheeks, she's gone. Gone forever, I couldn't save her. I couldn't save her.