The tenth of this month was the twenty-second anniversary of Stephanie's death. Yesterday was the anniversary of the funeral. She was the younger sister of one of my best friends. She was eighteen years old when she was in a car accident. After six hours on the operating table (with no anesthesia since the doctors didn't want to take the risk) she died.
I still remember writing stories, poems, and stupid songs with her. Has it really been that long? Her birthday was February 9th. She would have turned 40 this year.
But I'll always see her as eighteen.
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TheArtistRose
04:29 Sep 17 2014
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