My childhood friends

When I was growing up, my family were living in a small town. My neighbor had two children. The oldest one became my good friend. Belinda was her name. She was pretty, intelligent, and very polite. We went to the same school.

She was my bodyguard at school because I was very shy, reserved, and kept everything to myself. Belinda thought if you are cross her path. We did everything together. Help each other when we have homework. We became like sisters. Even our family loves the way we are.

I have a guy friend who told us never to allow men to come between us. It is hard to see that kind of friendship. We were laughing at my friends because Belinda and I had a strong bond. As we continue to enjoy our friendship. The worst nightmare had to happen

I remember the days, we went to school together. In the middle of the day, my friends collapse in her gym class. My classmate rushes to me and tell me what happen. I went there, the ambulance came and I went with her. They called her mother to meet us at the hospital. Belinda was in bad shape, she could not talk. We were scared, I have to call my mother to let her know the situation. They have to run a lot of text on her. I have to live because he is getting late, Her mother stays there.

Before I go to school, my mother drove me to the hospital to see her and I went to school. At school, I felt lonely and could not concentrate at all. I left school early that day. I called her mother to check on her, she was doing better. I talked to her and tell her I will come to see her later.

Later that day, I went there and see her mother crying. I console her and asked what is going on? she told me the result came that my best friend had leukemia. I was chock, I could not breathe. I have to leave the room. After a while, I came back inside and asked her what is next step. Her mother says they have discovered that it is too late. She did have much time to live.

Belinda was in tears and I can not control my emotion. I felt sharp in my stomach. I have to live. When I get home, I went straight to my room. My mother was curious and came to my home. she see me in tears and kept telling me what happen if she died. I told her no but I tell her what is going to Belinda. My mother was in shock also.

Belinda stay in the hospital for a while, and she decided to go home. When she got home, I went there to help her every day after school. I try to keep her comfortable at least because I do not know how long it will last. One month later, she became worst and have to be admitted to the hospital. After six months the battle is over. On the days I was spending time with her at the hospital, I was telling a story. We were laughing and her mother was beside her bed too. She told me to take care of her mother. Always check on her, and give her a lot of support when I am gone. I said to her your mother became my second mother. Belinda said ok and she went back to sleep that was the last thing she said to us. When the nurse came to check on her, she was already gone.

That was a sad day for me. I was preparing myself for it but it is not easy to lose someone close to you. I was lost for days, I could not eat, or sleep. Belinda was gone. It has been years since she had gone. Her memory keeps living in me. I always watch the picture we have together. My best friend is gone, not forgotten. Remember your life is precious.