The sadness inside
In my pale black dress which honestly looked like a nightgown tears were streaking my face that had already grown a shade paler.I was at my best friends funeral She had died in a car accident.The tears flowed again when she was buried.I shook my head in denial."She is not dead.Her spirit will still be alive,"I said solemnly.I stared at the grass.The place where she was buried.By the time I went home my face had looked pale white. Barely holding my tears I went into my room and sat at my table.My eyes were red.I saw the photo of my best friend,Lisa and me as babies.Memories started to flood into my mind.It was Lisa's first birthday.Since my mom and her mom were friends,best friends in fact,mom was invited.She decided to bring me.When I was younger I was very timid.Holding the present which was wrapped in a pink satin bow I went to Lisa who was wearing a gorgeous pastel blue dress."Happy birthday!"I said trying to sound enthusiastic.Lisa smiled and said ...