Prologue

 They say you never know what you have until its gone. And as true as it is, people are sometimes given a chance to get back what, or who they lost. I, unfortunately, have not been given that chance, nor will I ever.

 

People say that I never really knew him. And thats true. I didn't really know him. But he didn't really know me either. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened, had we taken the chance to get to know each other. The possibilities that have entered my mind are endless.

 

I know that I will never forget him. Sometimes I find that I can't stop thinking about him. His face appears in my mind. And I can see him laughing and goofing off like any boy my age does. And it brings tears to my eyes.

 

The only thing that really comforts me about him, is knowing that he is in a better place. I know that he wouldn't want me to be sad. He wouldn't want me to cry, at least, not over him, anyways. Knowing him, he's goofing off somewhere laughing and having fun.

 

My memories of him are both good and bad. They are good, because they are proof that I won't let myself forget him. But they are bad, because of the sadness it brings when I think of how he left, not only me, but everyone he knew and loved behind.

 

Looking back, I can easily remember how we met. He was a very popular guy, with very many friends. I was a very shy girl, with no friends of my own. I remember all the arguments we had. It made me smile when I realized that we argued and fought more than me and my older brother did. Remembering the past, has made me realize that I had looked up to him.

Reviews

[Chris]

Liked the description of the book lol.

Anyway, I also liked it a lot. It really gets a person hooked onto the story since you filled enough in, but left much out so people will have to read on to find out what happens. And stories always do seem to go better when they come from the heart. *Ahem* And now for my grammar naziness...

". . .fought more than me and my older brother did."

It should be "my older brother and I." But of course I can also see how it could possibly fit into the dialect of the narrator, so I won't b***h too much about it. I guess it's kind of your choice on whether you want to change it or not.

[courtney]

i love it. your writing was much better with this. it seems close to your heart and yes of course i no of whom your talking about R.I.P. Darin.