March 13th 2004
Like any ordinary day, I went to school, came home
walked to Otego...Wondering why it was raining so hard...
It wasn't in the forecast.
But then everything changed
I come home to my mother crying...
Why are Kayla's parents in my living room?
Brittney is crying too, this is so unlike everyone to be crying like this,
what's going on?
I shudder at the thought.
Scream at the story
March 14th 2004
I'm leaving for Florida tomorrow, man I wish I could call Kayla.
Seems like those days are over.
I'll never have a best friend again,
'It's fine just get over it'
How many times will I hear that?
It's not fine, I won't get over it!
I bought her a coat, she always conplained about being cold.
Light Blue, to bring out her eyes, I finally found a color that didn't wash her out.
But she'll never get to wear it.
Author notes
This is about my best friend Kayla,
the day that she died, and the day after,
She died of leukemia, at the age of 14, (15 in april)
I wrote in my journal that day about how horrible of a day it was because it was raining, and nothing seemed right...
When I came home, I realized why my day was so bad...
A contest entry
- The Pages Of Your Soul by FlipperSwitch.
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I come home to my mother crying...
Why are Kayla's parents in my living room?
the pain of that must be unreal i am sorry for your loss best friends are so very hard to find..well wrote its beautiful good luck hun xxxxx -
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thank you very much
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Your lines tell it all...
Each word, each stanza tells a heart-wrenching tale. Your journal-style made the poem a great read. Very creative. I am sorry about your friend. I get the care you have for her by the descriptive stanzas. "I shudder at the thought. Scream at the story" Absolutely gut-wrenching...
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I'm sorry for your loss. I have a somewhat close friend battling leukemia as well. It's always a hard thing to see someone else struggling and there's noting we can do but watch. This poem captured that struggling though, and the rain added to the effect, as though God were crying right along with you. Wonderful poem.
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Great job with this one. So sad. I am sorry for your loss. You write very well. I could feel your pain. keep up the great writes.
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Wow...this is a little bit harder to read into for someone not there in the moment with you, but I think I can see the struggle between friends as one leaves. Thank you for sharing this.
Now reading the story with the poem...you are a very strong person. THank you for entering this in my contest- that takes courage. I am sorry for Kayla as well as I feel for you. Good luck in the rest of your life. -
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sorry i forgot to add it in the author notes, i meant to put down the story!
ill fix it
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oh, lol. Well that would clear things up> THank you
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