Personal Narrative: Middle School Memorials

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In middle school, I made a promise to one of my friends I would always be there for her if she needed a friend to talk to. However I hadn't made an effort to speak to her in years. We were on third load together which means having an additional hour and a half of waiting together, besides the bus rides themselves. Time to vent and laugh to each other every school day until she moved. After that we parted ways. Nevertheless, back when we were close, she had gifted me a figurine of this dragon safeguarding a crystal ball, with an angel situated at it’s feet. When the figurine broke, she had dismissed it and looked at me with her gorgeous, amiable blue eyes “I just wanted you to think of me and maybe smile when you saw it, the statue itself …show more content…
Thoughts went through my head wondering what little actions I could have made to have saved her. You realize that memorials are being arranged to celebrate her life, but for me, its too little too late. I should have told her how much she meant to me when she was here, how she was strong enough to quit heroin, she was worth while. But we had grown apart and I only thought about what was brought to my attention. I should have never let her go, she truly did mean the world to me and to this day I still look up to her and her benevolent spirit. I will still think of her and smile and hopefully move passed forward to be the person she wanted me to be. Be loving and show kindness as she did to me, never let people withdraw who could need you. Never be ashamed of looking “too outgoing” or “too nice” or “a bother” taking into account that, that's not what she would have wanted. Thats not the person I should have been. She definitely made the world a more desirable place and her acts of love to continue through me and others who have come to love

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