To my best friend, life is not the same without you. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I miss spending time with you and just laughing or making fun of my sister. I miss getting ready to go to the park to watch the football team play and spot “our guys.” I miss trying on your sisters' dresses and heels and hiding her makeup. I called your mother two days ago, and we were talking about you, she told me she found one of my pajamas in one of your drawers and I told her to leave them there in case I would like to sleep there and I had forgotten my stuff like I always did. She started crying and so did I. Boston is just like your sister told us, but you are missed in every photo I take, in every moment I live. I need you to come back. I know you're up there watching over me, but sometimes I just wish you were here with me. Sometimes I wake up at night because I think I hear you laughing, then I realize I was just dreaming about you. Please come back, I'm not strong enough to handle all of this without you; I need your strength and your laughter to brighten my darkest days. I miss my best friend. With all my love, Maria. Not knowing what will happen in the future makes life more interesting and scarier at the same time. Everything could be perfect one second and the next it could all seem like a nightmare. It was January 3, 2006 when the phone rang around 5 p.m.; I was lying in my parents' bed and watching CSI with my mom. She picked up the phone and before I could notice, she was crying profusely. I didn't understand what happened, but I knew it wasn't good. She hung up and cried some more. I gave her my shoulder to cry on but instead she ended up giving me her shoulder to cry on while she...... middle of paper...... and in my heart always. Life is too short to wonder, live a little and forgive a lot. Physically, she is not here with me, but she is always in my heart. I know I have an angel waiting for me with arms wide open, but until then, I know she gives me the strength to live for both of us. So, dear Mawi, here I am in Boston to pursue our dreams. I may not be here with you, but I'm having the time of my life. I haven’t finished our bucket list yet, but I will soon. And I take care of your sister, making sure her makeup is always hidden and her closet is messy. It's a shame that now she knows who to blame. I have to thank you because you knew how much I always wanted an older sister, and you gave me one, and I got you too. I miss you more and more every day but I know you take care of me. I will see you soon my angel. With love, Maria.