As many of you who read Going Through Hell and Back when I wrote it as a freshman in high school knew it was about my friend. I just felt the need to get this out.

My friend at the time was a senior in high school, and was not a med student or anything else, her boyfriend was just a minor fling and I just snowballed the story.

She was starting her sophomore year in college this summer, as a business major. About two days before semester started, she was found dead in her dorm by a friend.

She was such a sweet and kind person and the best advice giver in the world. Knowing her since I was a baby and seeing her grow into such a beautiful person and a wonderful friend. There are so many things I wish I could have told her and so many more vacations to go on with her.

There are so many things that I have been taught throughout my life by this girl.

I didn't write this for pity, but I just want people to know that one stupid mistake can affect everyone, and that your 'friends' that hang with you for advantage, are just really not your friends.

I don't think that I will be writing anymore stories on Fanfiction. I've became really lazy person lately, and with SATs and ACTs, I won't find time.

RIP K

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