Justine Faye Kil, she’s my determination, my stone set goals. When it rains or when it pours I know she will always be there. She’s the one to wipe the blood and dry my tears. I’ve known this inspirational girl ever since Pre-K, and I don’t regret any second of it. Her personality is unusual; you’ll never find another like her. Her natural beauty, cleverness, strive towards good priorities, and she’s just plain goodhearted. I know she’ll be there when I breathe my last breath. Once you meet her you’ll never forget her; I sure didn’t. It was the first day of Pre-K. We were in line to go to lunch and I was most likely struggling in my head trying to memorize the ABCS. Then a word of friendship was spoken “Hi, I’m Justine,” said the little schoolgirl to the timid, shy one. A word of promise was exchanged “I’m Alyssa, want to eat lunch together?” We then talked all lunch, so much that we ended up getting detention together as well. The rest? Well, that’s history in the making. Oh boy, the times we have cherished together. For example, I recall when we were bored stiff. So, we danced all night and just made videos of ourselves acting idiotic. Also, I will never forget the day when we were walking around Justine’s neighborhood at midnight. It took us forever to convince mom to let us go, but she finally did, with protection of course. Right before we left she made us take kitchen knives with us. We walked around the block, and then I told Justine I saw something, she got scared, and then I got scared. We hesitated going to see what it was. I gulped down my AMP as fast I could. Then we pulled out our knives sprinted down the street. When we got to a lamppost I could hardly breathe. I croaked on my saliva mixed with cherry AMP, laughing at the action that had just occurred. I looked down and saw Justine lying there. She had tripped and fell. I couldn’t stop my giggling. During the walk back home we reenacted the incident that just took place. Also, I recall in the middle of December my mom decided she wanted to take a back road. The weather was awful and the snow rested upon the earth like a quilt of tranquility. Then all of a sudden we started having difficulties. The car wouldn’t move, it would have to be dug out. My mom turned to Justine and I and said, “You girls have to get out and dig us out.” We had no choice; the snow wasn’t going to stop anytime soon. So we jumped out the car dressed only in hoodies and sweatpants. It was if we were in the Arctic. We shuffled as the snow fell upon our heads. While we were freeing the car of the snow we started sliding, then all remember is us in the snow. We giggled, and then I heard Justine let out her dinosaur laugh, we were giggling about a good amount that it increased to laughing so hard our stomachs ached. We have had so many unforgettable moments together and I know in the future it’s going to get intense. I guarantee we will end up staying the night in jail together and I wouldn’t rather have anyone else to spend it with. Sometimes, I think god put her on earth for the purpose of my living, because without her I would be nobody.
like i could kill ________ with my bare hands and go to sleep and wake up the next day and feel perfectly fine.
Our mines scrambled, what have we done? Cleanse our hands. The blood under my nails. Dry, cracking. Sweat drops, hit the dead ground. We shall never come back. The embers should be dying done soon. Is this where we fall and confess? Or run and move back into the crowd?
“With a guitar in my hand or a gun in my hand, I’d give it all up for a hand in my hand. For the sun on my skin as the morning begins, I’d die in the dark just to feel your skin on my skin-King Charles”—