Drifting Away Inevitable. Definition- certain to happen, unavoidable. Example- death. Fact- everybody will die, it’s just a matter of when and how. February 11, 2015, the day I lost my friend. Mollie Ann Moquin was a bright, happy, and caring 14 year old girl that deserved so much more than what life gave her. If I had a bad day I would talk to Mollie and it would instantly turn around, she had that effect on people. Mollie saw the best in everyone, people that didn’t know her would think she was innocent and pure, but the truth is she was one of the strongest people I knew, Mollie went through more than most people can even imagine, whether it be from the constant pain, all the chemo, or the months spent at the hospital, none of that
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We were the smallest kids in the school, so getting to the bus first at the end of the day without getting ran over by the 8th graders was an accomplishment in our books. Once I made it onto my bus and got to my seat I sat down with a rush of relief than nobody had trampled me yet. The people that ride my bus are loud and obnoxious so like usual, I put my headphones in and work on my homework until I reached my house. Once I got off the bus my dog saw me and instantly ran up toppling me over. Walking in the house I had dirt on my clothes and a few noticeable paw prints on my jeans, but nobody seemed to care, I could tell something was wrong, but I thought nothing of it. Continuing with my daily routine, I put my bag down in my room, changed into some more comfy clothes, and then started to make some Ramen Noodles, chicken flavor of course. My mom approached me in a very slow manner, getting ready to tell me the news that would change my life …show more content…
Nobody knew what we were doing until she went to the front of the room and said “Mollie is free now, she is out of pain, she is in a better place, I want us all to go outside and let our balloons go, let them freely float up into the sky, let them represent Mollie as she has no pain and no sorrow anymore. Mollie would have wanted us to celebrate her life for what it was instead of feeling sad for what it was not, she has touched all of us in a way that will never go away. She may not be with us, but she will always be in our hearts.” As we all flooded outside we formed a circle, holding hands, even if we did not know the person next to us. Once the music started playing, we all lifted our arms and watched as the balloons drifted up to the sky, never to be seen again. There was a peaceful simplicity to it, watching the sky fill with over a hundred pink balloons, I felt a tear flow down my cheek, but for the first time since Mollie was gone it was not a tear of sadness, but joy. As I looked up I swear I could practically hear Mollie saying “It’s okay now, I’m okay, do not be sad.” I never thought something as simple as a balloon could help me, but it did. I am forever grateful that I had the opportunity to be a part of Mollie Moquin’s life. I think about her everyday, she is the reason I am the person I am, she taught me so much about life and what it’s
We were the smallest kids in the school, so getting to the bus first at the end of the day without getting ran over by the 8th graders was an accomplishment in our books. Once I made it onto my bus and got to my seat I sat down with a rush of relief than nobody had trampled me yet. The people that ride my bus are loud and obnoxious so like usual, I put my headphones in and work on my homework until I reached my house. Once I got off the bus my dog saw me and instantly ran up toppling me over. Walking in the house I had dirt on my clothes and a few noticeable paw prints on my jeans, but nobody seemed to care, I could tell something was wrong, but I thought nothing of it. Continuing with my daily routine, I put my bag down in my room, changed into some more comfy clothes, and then started to make some Ramen Noodles, chicken flavor of course. My mom approached me in a very slow manner, getting ready to tell me the news that would change my life …show more content…
Nobody knew what we were doing until she went to the front of the room and said “Mollie is free now, she is out of pain, she is in a better place, I want us all to go outside and let our balloons go, let them freely float up into the sky, let them represent Mollie as she has no pain and no sorrow anymore. Mollie would have wanted us to celebrate her life for what it was instead of feeling sad for what it was not, she has touched all of us in a way that will never go away. She may not be with us, but she will always be in our hearts.” As we all flooded outside we formed a circle, holding hands, even if we did not know the person next to us. Once the music started playing, we all lifted our arms and watched as the balloons drifted up to the sky, never to be seen again. There was a peaceful simplicity to it, watching the sky fill with over a hundred pink balloons, I felt a tear flow down my cheek, but for the first time since Mollie was gone it was not a tear of sadness, but joy. As I looked up I swear I could practically hear Mollie saying “It’s okay now, I’m okay, do not be sad.” I never thought something as simple as a balloon could help me, but it did. I am forever grateful that I had the opportunity to be a part of Mollie Moquin’s life. I think about her everyday, she is the reason I am the person I am, she taught me so much about life and what it’s