Essay about Memoir- Losing my best friend

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Memoir- Losing My Best Friend I remember everything as if it were yesterday. The shock, the sadness, the pain, and the sickness she had to suffer. I remember sitting beside her, holding her hand as she had IV’s put into her arms. I remember the conversations we had; she’d explain to me how she just wanted to go outside again; she’d be enthusiastic for the day she got out of the hospital; we made plans for when she beat cancer. Two years have gone by so fast, and there hasn’t been a day I haven’t thought about her. My day was going on like any other day; everything was the same until the phone rang. I picked up the phone and all I heard was crying on the other end. I instantly got worried and asked frantically what was wrong, but the …show more content…
“You seem surprisingly…” I hesitated; she lifted an eyebrow at me, “happy…” I finished. “Why wouldn’t I be?” she asked. “Well…” I trailed off. “C’mon, I am the powerful, almighty Hunter!” she exclaimed with her raspy voice, “Nothing can kill me.” “True…very true…” I weakly smiled, her enthusiasm amazed me, she was taking the news better than any of us. After a while we had to leave the hospital and I had to be driven back home, the goodbye was hard for me because I wasn’t going to be able to visit her again for at least another month. A month after the diagnosis I made my second visit. Her eyes longed for sleep, and her hair was thinning. The third visit I made she was getting worse. It terrified me to think of how bad she was getting and it had only been four months. Another month passed and you could tell the symptoms of the tumor were getting to her, the fatigue, the hair thinning, the nausea; it pained me to see her this way. She was always happy to see me though, always smiling even though we all could tell she was suffering. “You know what the worst part is?” she said, I shrugged and she turned her attention to the window, “Not allowed to go outside.” “Not allowed?” I asked. “Nope, they won’t really tell me why either.” She sighed, “I’m stuck in here until I get better.” She had always been the outdoorsy type, the one to drag everyone camping, hiking, fishing, canoeing, and anything else nature related. “That does kinda suck…” I

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