I have memories of (ex)friends like you described above. Don't you wish that you could go back to being 9 again? I miss my friends terribly, too, but not because they died, but because they either betrayed me or moved. I can't imagine how you must feel knowing that you'll never see her again. Had you known even a week ago about what was to happen, I know you would have went up to see her. That's really neat about Alphonso, I wonder if he remembers her even now. I also used to make tents with my friends. We didn't use pillows, but we would get out baby dolls and pretend we were pregnant and in labor, one of us would be the doctor and the other one would be the pregnant lady, the baby coming out of our belly button =0
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