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Love lasts forever by Michelle Last November, my brother and I lost our best friend, Mike. He used to live in Illinois with his uncle, because his mom made him steal drugs for her. Mike my brother and I did everything together. Mike was also my first love and kiss. One day, he went to visit his mom in Arizona for a week. When that week was up, she decided not to take him to the airport to come back to Illinois. That was just the beginning. Mike called a few times, but it was hard to talk, so he stopped calling and facing his past. Then about 3 months later, we got a phone call that Mike had committed suicide. That month was the hardest month of my life. I wish I could have talked to Mike one last time, but that is the past and all I have to remember are the good times we had. Top of page Webmaster: wulff@ratatosk.net |