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
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And there it was like a movie and flashback of images of my memories with her. I remembered the first time I met her, it was when I was in 6th grade in Mexico. She was the pretty girl in the classroom taller than me and skinnier too. Her olive skin tone made her round big eyes look beautiful and her long curly hair was just the perfect combination to her smooth face. I liked her from the beginning. I remembered the first time I skip school with her, and the time I got my ears pierced by her. I also remember the time I say goodbye and I hug her crying and it felt like dead memories. I went to my bed after telling my mom what happened and I cried again, hugging my pillow. Suddenly after hours of crying I felt sleep.
Next day I decided to check her Facebook, there were a lot of people posting in her Facebook account. Some that didn’t even talk to Itzayana, some that were mean to her, and others that were close to her like I had been. All I could think was that it was some kind of twisted joke that I will see her again and everything would be fine. I remember worrying about Itzayana’s mom and sister. I don’t know how long I sat there looking at our pictures together and reading our messenger conversations until my mom told me to get ready for
And there it was like a movie and flashback of images of my memories with her. I remembered the first time I met her, it was when I was in 6th grade in Mexico. She was the pretty girl in the classroom taller than me and skinnier too. Her olive skin tone made her round big eyes look beautiful and her long curly hair was just the perfect combination to her smooth face. I liked her from the beginning. I remembered the first time I skip school with her, and the time I got my ears pierced by her. I also remember the time I say goodbye and I hug her crying and it felt like dead memories. I went to my bed after telling my mom what happened and I cried again, hugging my pillow. Suddenly after hours of crying I felt sleep.
Next day I decided to check her Facebook, there were a lot of people posting in her Facebook account. Some that didn’t even talk to Itzayana, some that were mean to her, and others that were close to her like I had been. All I could think was that it was some kind of twisted joke that I will see her again and everything would be fine. I remember worrying about Itzayana’s mom and sister. I don’t know how long I sat there looking at our pictures together and reading our messenger conversations until my mom told me to get ready for