This is my other story.. I have another one right now. So I hope you enjoy! ----------------------------------------- Hope. That's all I can do, for which it seems right now. My best friend, fighting to live. I got a letter from her this morning. Through the years,you helped me laugh and dried my tears,because of you I have no fears,Together we live,Together we grow,teaching each other what we must know,You came in my life and I was blessed,I love you friend,You are the best,Release my hand and say goodbye,Please my friend don't you cry,I promise you this,it's not the end,'cause like I said your my friend Love Isabella Heart and just to much sure you know I love you. As I read it, pain pierced through my body like I was falling through Hell. She was the reason I can go through being tormented in school. I remember when we were little kids, playing, laughing, not aware that one of us might die. I remember the day we met. *Flashback I laughed. I like this place! I poked the inflatable bouncy castle that the Party Kingdom has set up for my first birthday. "What do you mean we have to share this room?! I reserved it 3 weeks ago!" My mother shrieked. "Ma'am, there's plenty of space in here. You won't even notice the other party." The assistant explained. "Well, where are they?" "They're coming in right now." I watched as another family walked through the door. The woman put down another girl, about my age. The girl had curls, very pretty ones indeed. Me and her stared at each other for what seems about 5 minutes. I started tugging at her curls. Then we stared at each other until our parents came and started fussing over us. After that, we shared our parties every year. I stared at the letter that remains in my hand. I can't cry, not now. All I can do is hope for what I love. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hope you guys liked it, if you can check out my other story, it's called P R O M I S E S. And yes, I actually have a friend who's fighting for her life.