Anonymous Date : Dear Diary,

Well I actually have alot to say about this week. To start with I'm super sick with bronchiectasis and I have to stay out of school tommorow, which is not a good thing if you are a gifted student and all of your classes are gifted and and have a highschool math class meant for super advanced ninth graders and you're just in the eighth. Which in a way being sick is the least of my worries. But anyway, my boyfriend just broke up with me on Facebook which i think is a complete cowardly move to do. Even though I am now realizing having a boyfriend isn't that important to me as school is to me so I'm just going to let it go. You know how sometimes when you're sick your parents muster up all the niceness they can out of their body and use for those period of days that you are sick and then after that precious grace period it seems like they hate you? Well I'm a living witness that they do that but, except for the they hate you part. Trust me I experienced it first hand and it hurts both parties. Well since I'm going into to this let me tell you the story of that night.

I was busy being all sick and being a good child, until my mum made me go take an breathing treatment, and let me tell you those things are not the ones to play with. First, they make you all jittery and shakey like a little Chihuahua and, then you come crashing down, feeling all sucky and even more sick than what you were and, finally you come at this stop of complete bliss and get a little hyped up again. But anyway,(Sorry I was getting a little side tracked) while I was this moment of commplete bliss and hypeness my mum was asleep with her phone that was perfectly capable of getting on Facebook was sitting wide open on her lap completely vunerable. So I just took the phone to look at my Facebook messages and that's when I noticed my boyfriend broke up with me so I sent him an angry but classy message back basically calling him a wimp and a jerk in many ways and then I erased it sense you know its still my mum's phone. And, then after that I sent my friend a text abut how angry I was and by that time my mom had woken up and I was trying to delete the message and it ended up in a complete arm wrestling match about my mum's phone. So when she got it she screamed at me and then I went back into my room and sulked for quite a bit and then she called me back in where she was.

I started a new paragrapgh to tell you about my friend who I texted on Facebook. Okay so, we have been friends since the fourth grade and she has always been more of the shy but cool and smart and someother amazing stuff but on the low. So when we finally came in contact again in seventh grade everything had changed including hers and my attitude. So while I was a goody two- shoes in front the teachers Iwas a self - acclaimed brat on the school streets that tried to fit in with everyone I wanted to fit in with even though I'm nothing like I used to be now maybe a little but still nothing like I used to be like at school. But whatever, so, my friend had turned into this spunky- cool girl who was real and told it like it was. So you see we have both grown in more ways than one. Anyway, during most of the year we butt heads and crap and then we settled down and found a commen enemy and then BA BAM we were friends again.! But the summer before I started eighth grade her mum died and didn't have her died in her life so she was basically by herself in more ways than others. So when she came back to school and I found out she was in the gifted class I decided to help her out tell her all about the personalities in the classroom and from then on you couldn't seperate us with out a chainsaw or some cute boy I saw;) .

Now that you know what my friend meant to me and what happened with her life I think you will understand my story or life better now. So my mum had called me into the living room and told me to look at a Facebook post my friend had made geared towards her mom and it was really sad and sweet and somewhat empowering to her I could imagine getting all that stuff off her chest. And my mum sat there and said to me me Kiersten you're killing me. And I sat there and watched her and watched her until she asked me Kiersten do you want to be in the same situation your friend is in without a mother or father? I simply said no mam even though I wanted to say so much more but I don't think I was ready and honestly I don't think I'll ever be ready. But that is how I ended up here typing, typing, typing away thinking to myself mum what if I take my life away would it spare yours, would it? Because I love you much more than you could imagine and I don't think I could on without you and that is why I am so amazed at how my shining, wonderful, beautiful friend got through all of that. I know that I am not as strong as her in that aspect and thats why I respect her even though she doesn't know that. And that is why I respect my mum so much even though she doesn't know that. If someone told me today to end my life to save hers I would just so I could see her go on with a happy life because I know she is stronger stronger stronger than I ever will be and she could handle it for I am just a child that could be easily replaced but she is my mother and no one no one no one can will or ever change that or her legacy while I have a wild and young stupid trials through the rest of my life she will have something actually meaningful about her her and her soul something that only a mother could have and something that only my mother could have for her, only her, and ALWAYS HER.

Dedicated to my Mother First and Foremost and Secondly to My Wonderful and Endearing Friend and her passed Mother ( I Love You Na-Zi-Zi)