A Lost Of My Best Friend

A Lost Of My Best Friend

A Story by Denise Sloan
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I am Grieving!!

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It has been one year in December,sense I lost my best friend. We had grew up together along with her sisters. She would come to my house and sleep over on their weekends and we would have so my fun together. We would play dress up in my mother's clothes and play house and other games. I could tell my best friend Gina anything any she could tell me anything to. As, we got older, she moved away with her family and we didn't keep in touch that much, after her mother passed away. She had gotten married and had a little girl. And she stop calling me and I didn't know what happened to her. I hadn't heard from her in years. She would call my brother on his birthday and ask about everyone, but she wouldn't tell anyone where she was
living. It hurt so much that she wouldn't open to Gina hared so many secrets between us, that I didn't tell her sisters or her mother. In 2015 she found out that she had Cancer all threw her body and she called on their telephone to say goodbye. I told her I would try to come and see her,but it was to late. She died a couple days later. I think my sweet Gina new she had Cancer and didn't people grieving over her. It is only been a year and I am still hurting and grieving my best friend Gina. I think about us being blood sisters, as we cut our finger with a knife and rubbed our two fingers together. I think about we dancing in basement to their Jackson Five records!! Miss Gina!!

© 2016 Denise Sloan


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Added on February 6, 2016
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Denise Sloan
Denise Sloan

Pittsburgh, PA



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My name is Denise Renee Sloan, and I am 56 years old, and I enjoy writing. I love write romance stories. I joy cooking, watching TV, and listening to movies and music. I also enjoy working on the co.. more..