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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The one who was always there for me, my very best of friends. Was walking right beside me, when she decided it should end. I thought of how she ended it all, on that very day. I figured out how to get her back, in my own special way. I went to her house, to prepare for my plans. I was willing to do, whatever I can. When I got there, I was greeted by her cat. She would soon not care for it, that’s a fact. After I finished, I walked into her home. There was her mother, sitting all alone. My friend had no father, sister, or brother. Just the cat, and an old helpless mother. I could tell she was home, because of her scream. My friend had found her cat, it seemed. After that, she moved inside. Inside the closet, I tried to hide. As she opened the door, all I heard were her cries. But soon she’d be in, for another surprise. I cracked the door, so I could see the hall. She slammed her fists, into the wall. And then she saw, her mother’s head. Sitting there body less, she knew she was dead. I guessed it was time, to admit to my sins. I opened the closed, and came out from within. She saw me coming, and asked me. “Why?” “Why did my mother, have to die?” Our friendship was dying, it wouldn’t take long. I wanted to save us, is that so wrong? And that’s when, she pulled a gun on me. I fell to the ground, as the bullet ripped through my skin. And at my side as I lay dying, my very best of friends.
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