Alone.

She was my best friend. That's the thing I hate to say, she was. She died. She left me and a few other people behind after she died. We were all broken, lost, and destroyed. I was the worst of them all. I guess that's when you've been best friends since you were literally born.
Our parents went to school together and we ended up moving near each other before we were born. We were inseparable ever since. I mean, until she got hit by a car. I was never the same after that day, I was with her when it happened, along with our friend Ian, you'll hear about him later on.
She was one of the prettiest girls at our school. She was with the love of her life for who even knows how long. They were the perfect couple, they really were. I watched Brett fall apart after she died. He was a mess.
After she died, my world crumbled, it really did. Not only did my best friend die, my dad left my mother shortly after and took my siblings with him. It was like one thing after another. Everything was going bad for me and I didn't understand why. It was just plain out terrible, but you will hear all about it.
After she died, I have never felt so alone in my life. After she died, I had to learn how to fight for myself again. After she died, I had to relearn who I was and what I loved. After she died, I had to learn that I was never actually alone.