A month ago I lost my best friend, Itzayana. It’s a day I will never forget. Almost every detail is as fresh as it was the day it happened. It was a Friday I was doing my homework. I remember taking a break and getting in my Facebook account feeling very stressful and nagging to myself, “it is only going to be a few minutes”. I got into Facebook and went directly to my messenger because there were two new messages. I checked the first one and it was my cousin from Mexico asking me if I was okay. “Why?” was the first thing that came up to my mind, then I checked my second message it was very weird because one of my closest friends from Mexico was the one who send it, and we hadn’t talk for a while. I scroll down to see the text and there it was, the message that gave me the first experience of what it feels like to lose someone close to you and that you love so much. “Carolina I am so sorry for being the one who is telling you this but, Itzayana your best friend died yesterday. She had leukemia and everything got complicate, I am sorry again.”
I got up from my chair and walked out of the living room. I remember kneeling across the kitchen because that’s how far I walked and just falling on the ground crying. I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t breathe, I thought I was losing my mind, how can an eighteen-year-old girl just die? My mom tried to pull me up, worry about what was going on.
” What’s wrong Carolina?’
“Why are you crying honey?”
But not even a word came out of…