It is wild how some of these memories are just dormant in my mind.
I read these old pages, and sometimes it just blows me away.
I won't keep you with my rambling lol.
Enjoy!
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Ajournal entry: August 18th, 2004.
8 months into 15 years old.
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What a tragedy to find that my best friend #3 was shot in the back on the 15th...
She isn't dead, but she hasn't woken up yet, which scares me.
The ironic thing is that on that night, she told me to come back and see her, but I didn't because I didn't have time.
*I had a pretty strict 8 pm school night curfew back then!
Was this meant to happen? Was I meant not to be there? I could have stopped her from coming outside if I were there, but I guess this was supposed to happen...
I have to take her some flowers to her mom's to make sure she will be okay and know that I care...
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Hmm.
I remember this day quite vividly...I was in a hurry to get home before my mother decided she would like to peel my skin off.
The good news is: It was just a BB gun lmao!
But she was also like 100 pounds when wet, and it was high-powered.
And she fell and hit her head.
But I hadn't known that when I was writing this lol
I haven't spoken to her in well over a decade and a half.
I hope she is okay, lbvs.
See you soon, folks.