Jill tries on Bit's clothes in 9th Grade
I thought it was all a dream. I woke up one sunny morning and the phone rang. It was our friend Edgar, haven't heard from him in quite some time now. I was surprised. I thought it was going to be just another conversation but it was the worst news in the 20 years I've been living or what, my Monkey was gone.
I was in so much shock. I just started shaking. I have never had to deal with the death of a close friend. All I could keep saying was, why, she never did anything wrong. The worst part about this was they were just sitting there, minding their own business. The woman came out of nowhere. Kim and Mo didn't deserve this.
After the funeral, I had to think of a way to put my sadness to ease. I thought to myself, she was an Angel, they both were, God takes everyone for a reason. There was no other reason, only that they were angels. I knew Monique as just that angel. She had a heart of gold, I mean 18k gold. Not one enemy in the world, not a bad thought about anyone came from her mouth or from her thoughts. I loved her with all my heart and more.
I still think about it sometimes and I still don't believe it I just don't want to believe it. I just have to think of all the good memories Monkey and I had together (Monkey is what I used to call her). Like the very first time we met was at Metrotown in Mcdonalds. In fact, I remember exactly what she was wearing: white cross colour jeans, a plaid jacket and her fake doc boots. She was with this girl Jenn who I knew from the mall days and after that day we hung out all the time. I would go to North Van every weekend. Sometimes Mo's parents would get mad but we didn't care.
I think about her
I miss her