Falling in pain

I had been in love with Emily since the first day of high school. She was smart, beautiful, and kind. I admired her from afar, never daring to confess my feelings for her. Instead, I settled for being her friend.

My best friend, Sarah, knew about my crush on Emily. She had been there for me through all the ups and downs of my unrequited love. But She had a secret of her own - she was in love with Me.

As the years went by, Me and Emily grew closer. We spent hours together studying, laughing, and talking about our dreams for the future. Sarah watched from the sidelines, feeling her heart break a little more each day.

On Emily's birthday, I got her a present and Emily was sitting on the bleachers, watching the sunset. I gave her a bear plushie and she was very happy about it. She jumped of joy and gave me a kiss on the cheeks. I was very happy at the moment and knew that I couldn't keep my feelings inside any longer. I was about to tell her everything until I noticed Sarah in the back tears streaming down her face. When I tried approaching her she started running. I followed her but couldn't catch up to her .when I reached on the road, a truck came hurtling towards us.

I tried to pull Sarah out of the way, but it was too late. The truck hit her with full force, and she was killed instantly. I dashed towards her and hold her in my arms feeling her warmth fade away. I couldn't control my tears, My face became blistering, My mind starts to fade, but I tried my hard to control myself. I see blurry figurines and could hear faint sounds. I stood up and carried her on my back. I didn't know what I am supposed to do but started to go in a straightway. I felt her blood dripping over my back. Suddenly I heard the sound of sirens in the distance. I turned to see an ambulance coming towards me, its lights flashing and its siren blaring. We got to the hospital, I was waiting outside and her parents came zooming in making ruckus everywhere. After sometime goes by the doctor came to announce as she has passed away.

I was devastated. I had lost my dearest friend. Our memories started gushing and I realized that I could never find someone like her in my life . I blamed Myself for her death, thinking that if I had just been there for her and understood her, this could have never happened.

In the weeks that followed, I was consumed by grief. I couldn't eat or sleep, and I spent all my time thinking about Sarah. I wished I could turn back time and do things differently.

Months later Sarah's parents gave me her diary. Reading Lily's letters gave Me a sense of peace that I had never felt before. I knew that she was gone, but I also knew that she would never truly leave Me. Her love would live on, in the letters she had written and in the memories we had shared.

Although I would always miss Sarah, I knew that she would want me to be happy.