A while ago I was at my aunts house, on my way back home, on the same street, my fam and I passed by a house. That house belonged to my sister's childhood best friend. Unfortunately, I was a baby when this happened, but she died of a heart attack. She had a heart condition. My sister was heartbroken, and despite being a baby, I was there to comfort her. It makes me sad to know that even tho I never met her, she's gone. She was 15 and never had a chance to grow up. Years after her death, her family moved somewhere else far. I wonder how her family is doing now. Makes me cherish my family and the time we still have before they pass, too. If you have family that you love deeply, tell them you love them tonight, you never know when you'll lose them.