My best friend

Beth got dressed slowly into her black dress that she did not want to wear. beth took the dress off and threw it on the floor. she stepped on it opening her bureau, looking for something else to wear. she thought of her friend drake, the goofball that everyone loved. drake was the boy that got invited to everyones party, the boy that everyone said hi to in the school halls. drake was the boy that drank too much at parties and had to be brought home by his friends and snuck into his bedroom without his parents knowing. drake was beths best friend. drake was gone. beth was crying now and wiping her eyes. i do not want to cry thought beth, at least not now. i have to keep it together, i have to. beth stood in front of her bureau finding a sack of pot. drake gave her that. beth looked at it. should i light one up she wondered? mom would probably smell it, her detective nose and all. beth threw the pot back in her drawer. beth looked in the mirror, her eyes were red and dark circles lined her eyes from lack of sleep and tears. beth looked again in her drawer for something to wear. she found the t-shirt that said "love sux". she had found this shirt at some random store and drake thought it was cool, ok i will wear this she thought. she put it over her head and pulled it down. she found some boyfriend jeans and pulled them on and slipped on her favorite flip-flops. beth went into the bathroom and splashed some cold water on her face and looked again in the mirror. i still look terrible she thought. but i think you are suppossed to look bad when your best friend is gone. beth ran a brush through her long hair and said, enough that is enough. her cat, sam walked in the room and meowed. 'oh hey sam..what is going on with you? sam meowed again..beth started to cry..again..drake gave me sam..beth picked up sam and gave him a kiss... she heard her mom calling her..its time to go..ok she walked down the stairs and saw mom. mom had on a black suit. she looked great. her hair was all blond now and she had found some new hairstylist ... hey mom ..whats up..she looked at beth..oh dear, it is time to go..is that what you are wearing? yes mom this is what i am wearing, you cannot tell me what to wear ok..ok ok dear she exclaimed, lets just go ok? she put some huge white daffidols in my hand and we got in the car and took off toward our destination.

we arrived within 15 minutes and there were many cars and all sorts of kids there milling around...

I got out of the car and went to see my friends. there were so many there but where is drake. where is drake. cindy, natalie, karen, leslie all came up to me and was like asking me if i was ok, how am i doing..bla bla bla....and then i didnt want to talk to anyone, i just wanted to see drake...i went toward the many people that were surrounding something, what was that...i went closer and had to go between some older people that i didnt know..is that a casket? is drake in there? the casket is closed..i go up to the casket and try to open it, i have to see him..at least one more time..i feel hands pulling me back talking softly..'no you can't open that dear, it is locked, please get back...' i look up to see someone i do not know pulling me off my best friends casket. i start yelling, i start screaming..i want to see drake! let me see him! just one last time! why is everyone staring at me? why is everyone looking at me? i just want to see drake! let me see my best friend.! i guess i am ranting, i fall to my knees crying, sobbing, someone comes over and is hugging me ..i shove them off without looking to see who they are..i yell at them..'get off of me!' get off! i try again to open the casket, i am pulling, pulling at the casket...it starts to rain, i feel the drops on my head, on my shoulders, i am crying and sobbing more. i yell out..'god! bring him back! bring him back! i need drake! i need my best friend! i cannot go on! god ! do you hear me?' i throw my self onto the casket, it slips and i feel myself falling...

I awaken to silence. I hear nothing. I feel nothing. I look around.

where am i? where is everyone? i open my eyes and see nobody. i am still on top of the casket. The rain has stopped. It is dark. everyone is gone. we are deep in the hole where the casket is being buried. i wonder... will they place dirt over......us?.... am i dead?... i know my other friends would not allow me to stay here..i know my mother would have pulled me out. i try to open the casket once again..it opens easily. it is drake. ‘Wow I think they sure did put a ugly suit on you...something you would not even be caught dead in..uh oh...you are dead...aren’t you? he smiles at me. he opens his mouth but nothing comes out. drake? i call out to him...drake? why dont you talk to me???. he closes his mouth, then closes his eyes. i take him by the shoulders and start shaking him..his body is limp and does not move..i hug him tightly, he smells weird, a smell i havent smelled before. is this the smell of death i wonder? I am tired and i fall asleep...i wake up with drake again..he is still dead i think ..i try and shake him..he opens his eyes...he talks to me, at least I think he is trying to talk because his mouth is moving but i hear nothing...'what are you saying drake? what are you trying to tell me.????.all of a sudden his arm raises and he points toward the sky..i look up...there is a light up there...i look at drake...ok drake i will see what that light is ..his mouth closes and he smiles. his eyes close..his body goes limp. i get up on the casket and try to reach for the light. i do not know how i will get out of this hole, i reach toward the light. i try and pray...dear god, help me out of this..please...let me know god that drake is with you- that way i know i will be ok then..i close my eyes but feel myself floating upward toward the light. the light feels warm and i feel loved. i see drake in the distance. he is walking towards the light...i call out to him..drake! drake! wait for me! wait for me.! drake turns around and nods no..he says 'it is not your time yet..go back to your family.' i look at him and then he is gone..... into the light. i stand there and feel the wonderful love coming from the light.I feel peace that I have never felt before. I am not worried about drake anymore. I am not crying anymore. I do not feel sad. I just feel a warmness that is coming from the light, it permeates my soul and I think this must be real love. I look again at the light. It is getting brighter. I should listen to drake. He was my best friend. i have to go back. i say ..'ok god..i want to go back to my family...' i wake up..two men are bending over me doing cpr. that hurts, i feel the needle in my arm, i yell out..ow!..'we have a pulse! we have a pulse! my mom is smiling at me. i smile at her.. "lift!' i am in an ambulance with my mother holding my hand..i look at my mother and smile and tell her..

'it wasnt my time yet' she smiles at me telling me to save my strength..it will be ok..and now i know it will be ..because i got to see drake one last time..

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