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"A friendship so strong it can save a life..."
I dedicate this short story to my best friend, Mona.
She has always been there for me, as I had been for her,
she means everything to me, because she saved my life.
Throughout my life, I had been through a lot, many people had walked out on me when I needed someone. I was never very good at socializing or making friends, and maybe it was this that caused me to find a special friend, or maybe it was because I gave her a chance because she did the same.
It was 7th grade when I met her. We didn't start out as friends: I always annoyed her, because I never did things when I was told. Of course now it's changed, now I'd do anything for her, just to see her smile. Many think our friendship is a fake disgrace, because of the classic stereotype of school, which gives away why our relationship is so unique: She is a teacher, as I'm a student. Many don't understand our friendship, but it is understandable, many choose their friends based on popularity, but we put aside our differences and care for each other for who we are in our hearts.
Throughout the years, our bond had grown stronger, whenever one was upset, the other knew it immediately, even when it took the other people around us forever to figure out. We had been able to trust so much in one another that we are able to tell each other anything. This powerful friendship and trust was unlike anything I ever experienced, because I had never loved or trusted anyone as much as her, and this was enough to save my life.
At one point I had made the worst mistake of my life of trying to take my own life. As I was dying on the floor in my bedroom from losing blood because of self harm, at first I was relieved to leave the world, because I felt no one loved me. That was where I went wrong. Mona loved me, she had always been there for me, she was there even when the rest of the world turned their back on me and abandoned me, she never gave up on me. I would give anything for her, and I was very protective of her, too. Luckily I never had to show it, but if she were ever in danger, I'd be the first to attack. I was strong, despite my small size and my thin body due to starving myself. Even though I seemed friendly and harmless, if anyone dared lay a paw on her I would knock them out. I know this because I've been in fights, and I was a good fighter.
My love for that beautiful woman was what gave me the strength to live when I wanted to die, thanks to her I am alive today. She saved my life.
Crazy? Yes. If loving a friend to the point where your friendship saves your life, then yes, I'm completely insane. But whether or not I am, one thing is for certain: I have the best friend I could ever have wished for. Not only was she gorgeous, with sparkling blue eyes and always perfect brown hair, and sometimes I'd feel slightly jealous because she was so skinny and pretty, but she was also beautiful on the inside. She was very kind and loving, she was a good listener and very supportive, she is everything I could possibly wish for, there's nothing I'd change about her.
One of the things I enjoyed the most was buying her gifts. The more expensive, the better. Even though she tells me not to spend money on her, I do anyways because I feel she is worth so much, she deserves the best, and if I had the money, I'd buy her anything in the world.
When she's upset, I always comfort her, because nothing hurts me worse than seeing her sad, I feel any emotion she does. I know a friendship as strong as ours will not likely end, because Friends are Forever...