“Is My Best Friend Going to Live” by Kaylin Troub

I was freaking out. Ihad major thoughts of herbeing dead. I couldn’t sleep withoutpicturing something terrible happingto her and end up crying. My5th grade bully kept askingabout her and saying shesnot going to live. Then myteacher pulled me out in the hallway to talk to me Istarted to cry. She didn’thave any new for me, butshe wanted a special favor.I felt better. Than shegot the call about her and she pulled me outthis time for real. I hadbutterflys in my stumic.She said, “I’m sorry but - Icut her off sliding downthe wall. She said “Shewill be back in 1 month”She didn’t mean for meto get the wroung idea.I walk into the room,on week 3 I saw strawberryblond hair and I ran up andgave her a big hug. Wedid not leave each othersite sence then. That wasthe time my friend hadto be hostipilized.’

Edited Version

I was freaking out. I had major thoughts of my best friend being dead. I couldn’t sleep without picturing something terrible happening to her and end up crying. My fifth grade bully kept asking about her and saying she’s not going to live. Then my teacher pulled me out in the hallway to talk to me, I started to cry. She didn’t have any news for me, but she wanted a special favor. I felt better.

Then she got the call about her and she pulled me out this time for real. I had butterflies in my stomach. She said, “I’m sorry but - ”

I cut her off sliding down the wall. She said, “She will be back in one month.” She didn’t mean for me to get the wrong idea.

I walked into the room on week 3 and I saw strawberry blond hair. I ran up and gave her a big hug. We did not leave each other’s sights since then. That was the time my friend had to be hospitalized.