My Best Friend

My Best Friend

Amy and I have been best friends since we were 3 years old. We did everything together. We shared the same birthday, we shared secrets, and so much more. High school year put our friendship to the test. We fought over the stupidest things like boys, he said she said stuff, and who out dressed the other. But we still manage to keep our friendship alive. Our senior year of high school came and Amy started acting differently. She was more distant and very quiet and that’s never been her. We used to talk on the phone every day but now it’s every two or three days. Until one day she came over my house like something was wrong. She asked could she tell me a secret and of course I told her she could. She starts to cry and tells me that she thinks she’s gay. Shocked at what she said I told her that if she is I will always be her best friend. She told me that's why she’s been distant because she didn’t want me to be uncomfortable and she didn’t want to lose me as a friend. We have been friends since 3. I will never turn my back on her no matter what she does. 3 weeks go by and I haven’t heard from Amy or even seen her. I called her mom and heard her voice saying something was wrong. “Mrs. Grace what's wrong?” She started crying and told me that Amy is no longer with us. Tears coming down my face I just asked what happened. She couldn’t get the words out but told me to come by their house. I ran to Amy’s house which was 3 blocks from mine. Mrs. Grace hugged me and handed me a piece of paper with my name on it. “ Dear Jennifer, I hate that it had to end this way. But out of everybody you were the only one who never judged me and you still loved me after I came out. I couldn’t take this pain anymore. My parents wouldn’t accept me coming out. I wanted to tell you that I love you and I will miss you. Never let anyone change who you are. Wish I could follow my own advice. You will always be my best friend forever. Love Amy” I looked at her mom and yelled at her. “Because of you she’s dead.” I ran home and cried to my mom. Amy’s funeral was a wonderful service but life will never be the same without her. As I look at her one last time as they lower her coffin into the ground. I couldn’t do anything but remember all the good times we had. A tear comes down my face and I hear a whisper I love you and it sounded like Amy. All I could say was I love you too. I started an awareness group about supporting your children when they come out. Wishing Amy got the support she deserved. I was surprised that her mother came and showed her support. She even gave a speech on how she lost Amy for not showing her support. Ever since that day a lot more students at school came out and were happy. Graduation day Amy was honored, I even carried her cap with her name on so I could walk with my best friend one last time. Moral of this story is love your friends and family no matter who they are no matter what life they choose to live cause you never know when it will be the last time you see or hear them again.