The Blame and Guilt Follows Me Everywhere

A couple of years ago I lost my best friend jilly.

It still hurts to even mention her name as the flash backs hougnt me, day i and day out.

she was 15 I was 16, we had been friends for 5 years and we were unseparable, at least until the hands of death stole her from me.

We were walking down the street and as I turnd to look in a window, she said "come on kez lets go over here" as I turd my hed, she was stepen out on to the street. she didnt see the car coming and ....

the last thing I remember was her body flying through the air like a pupet and falling to the gound.

I ran to her and lifted her head n to my knee, there was bloud everywhere and I just,.... Im sorry I cant talk about it...

she died in my arms and I have flashbacks of the blood n my hands, her blood, my best friend, It should have been me, I should have stoped her crossing.

the car drove away, and I was left holding her limb body for what seems hours, I just....

Im sorry ....

firebird firebird
18-21, F
Mar 22, 2009