All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
That one summer
She is willing to listen to me, willing to help me become what I want to be, willing to help me through that bad break up, willing to show me that everything will be okay. She is a true miracle of mine. So why can't I help her now?
Its summer now. The sun is hot and scorching. The water is cool and refreshing. Although my tears make it worse, I can't seem to stop crying.
Her hair is all gone now. Her hopes and dreams are flying by quickly. There isn't anything I can do but love her, hope that everything will be okay, and pray.
She is almost gone now, my tears are streaming down my cheeks, I grab her hands and whisper...
"I'm sorry there was nothing I could do, I won't ever forget you, the days we've spent together make me happy when I think them over, you are the light of our endless friendship..."
I put her hand on my heart
"You will always be right here." And then she says so soft I can barely hear, "I'll save a house in heaven for you , we will be next door neighbors."
And then she was gone.
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.