My New Friends I grew up in a small town with Mary Jane, my brother's girlfriend. Mary Jane was like my little sister. Her brother and I were friends, and wherever we went Mary Jane could be found not far behind. Mary Jane was diagnosed with diabetes at the tender age of 11. Nevertheless, she was a beautiful girl. She had blonde hair that fell into long, spiral curls that bounced when she would walk. I …showed first 75 words of 571 total…

…showed last 75 words of 571 total…sleeps quietly beside me every night. I live with my new-found soul mates every day, and I miss my friend so much it is almost unbearable. My heart aches and the tears stain my pillow at times. When and if I do not agree with the things that are happening in my family's lives, my new friends are here to remind me to forgive and forget and to let God take care of the rest.