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It was raining.  The sky seemed especially dark and dreary on the day of the funeral.  The rain was icy cold and the wind was bitter, she would have loved it.  Friends and family gathered around her coffin and wept as it was lowered into the ground.  I noticed that her mother's eyes had deep dark circles under them, they were heavy with pain.  I wiped my own swollen eyes and gripped my umbrella tighter.  "Why?  Why'd it have to be her?"  As the grave was filled all I wanted to do was stop them.  I would run at them screaming and they would stop, then she'd slowly open the coffin lid and laugh at the whole thing.  But I didn't move.  I stood there and watched as my very best friend was buried... just like when I watched her die.  I shut my eyes and thought back to that day.

I remember people saying that they didn't like the smell of hospitals but it never bothered me, I was actually fond of it in some strange way.  I sat by her bedside and read as she slept.  I had just gotten out of school so I didn't mind the quiet.  Immersed in my book, I jumped when she reached out and took my hand.  I smiled down at her, my beautiful friend.  She had mousey dirty blonde hair and stunning green eyes.  Her skin was so smooth too, she barely even looked sick.  She smiled up at me and said, "I'm glad you're here, promise me you'll take good care of yourself, ok?"

I nodded and patted her hand.  She smiled at me and closed her eyes.  Suddenly the machines in the room began to light up and scream.  I was pushed to the side as nurses rushed in.  In the confusion I almost didn't realize that you were gone.

I never knew that I could feel this way, this deep painful emptiness in my heart.  I'm searching for anyone's sympathy; I'd rather just be left alone.  Everybody seems to know what happened from either me, or the stupid rumors.  The rumors were the greatest source though; I am still a loner after all.  I think I've drawn even farther into myself now that she's gone.  I've decided to write everything down in this journal, you know, to "ease the pain."

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It was raining.  The sky seemed especially dark and dreary on the day of the funeral.  The rain was icy cold and the wind was bitter, she would have loved it.  Friends and family gathered around her coffin and wept as it was lowered into the ground.  I noticed that her mother's eyes had deep dark circles under them, they were heavy with pain.  I wiped my own swollen eyes and gripped my umbrella tighter.  "Why?  Why'd it have to be her?"  As the grave was filled all I wanted to do was stop them.  I would run at them screaming and they would stop, then she'd slowly open the coffin lid and laugh at the whole thing.  But I didn't move.  I stood there and watched as my very best friend was buried... just like when I watched her die.  I shut my eyes and thought back to that day.

I remember people saying that they didn't like the smell of hospitals but it never bothered me, I was actually fond of it in some strange way.  I sat by her bedside and read as she slept.  I had just gotten out of school so I didn't mind the quiet.  Immersed in my book, I jumped when she reached out and took my hand.  I smiled down at her, my beautiful friend.  She had mousey dirty blonde hair and stunning green eyes.  Her skin was so smooth too, she barely even looked sick.  She smiled up at me and said, "I'm glad you're here, promise me you'll take good care of yourself, ok?"

I nodded and patted her hand.  She smiled at me and closed her eyes.  Suddenly the machines in the room began to light up and scream.  I was pushed to the side as nurses rushed in.  In the confusion I almost didn't realize that you were gone.

I never knew that I could feel this way, this deep painful emptiness in my heart.  I'm searching for anyone's sympathy; I'd rather just be left alone.  Everybody seems to know what happened from either me, or the stupid rumors.  The rumors were the greatest source though; I am still a loner after all.  I think I've drawn even farther into myself now that she's gone.  I've decided to write everything down in this journal, you know, to "ease the pain."