Hi, Im Andrea, was the first thing she said to me, Only two much weeks, I cant believe it, was the last. I still ponder everyplace why she couldnt have waited or why at wholly? I will never forget her. I met Andrea in Kindergarten. She had thin brown hair and wore big glasses. We instantly organise a great friendship that will last forever. We went with elementary school as great buddies. We were in daughter Scouts together and always played at each others houses. When bosom school rolled around, we slowly grew apart. We both found sunrise(prenominal) friends and went our separate ways. Once high school began, Andrea changed friends and was on a better track. She was the football manager and was very dedicated to school. We had a few classes together and would talk once in a while. Senior Year, her locker was next to mine, so we got converse a lot more. I was so jealous of her because she got to graduate early, in mid January. On Friday the seventh of January, Andrea was telling me how she was counting slash the days till she was done. Only two more weeks.
        Well, she never graduated. She never got to go to Senior Prom, walk across the dot at graduation and enjoy all that life would bear at her.
My mum came into my bedroom Sunday morning and woke me up. She held me most and I could feel her trembling. She told me that the night before, Andrea had taken her own life. My mom and I just sat there and talked. She told me that Andrea had a gnomish fight with her parents and then went into the bathroom and shot herself. Andrea had been on antidepressants and her fop had recently broken up...
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