A person whom I admire

There are so many heroes in this world, from resume heroes to, maybe, your life saver. But I am termination to talk round my friend. She died when we were 6 she was my best friend and only person I k reinvigorated at that age. Her death do me miserable and sometimes thought of following her to be with her. But I had my family support and became to realize that there was nonhing for me to do. No one t ageing me how and why she died and I still dont know. She was always bright and thats why it is more upsetting.Before I met her I didnt know anyone and anything. I exclusively went to the nursery school and sit there doing nothing and came back home. I didnt have any friends and I always looked angry. I was shy and not talkative e genuinelyone thought I was a unsuccessful person and some pleasant of freak. I had to move to another nursery because we were moving house. When I low went to the new nursery everyone was nice to me. I guess that was because they didnt know me. On the w ay home I found out that she was leaving adjoining to my house.We gradu completelyy became to know each other and eventually we were best friends. She was very forward and thats why we connected. We were completely the opposite. Being with her always made me happy, she made me laugh and we had fun together. It was not long after that when she died. I come back the day when the accident happened. It was in the afternoon, I was just having my lunch when the yell rang. It was Saturday so I didnt have to go to the kindergarten. As I was cultivation my lunch my mum came in and sat next to me.Because I was novel I didnt know. She told me that my best friend just died. I refused to believe her, because it didnt wait real. I saw her yesterday the day before and I was going to see her that evening. It was so hard to get over it I was so shocked I couldnt even cry. I didnt go to anywhere and sat on the sofa watching TV all day. Now I look back I dont even remember what I was doing and w hat I was watching. I was lost and couldnt find the way back. We were asked to go to her funeral precisely I didnt go.I became ill and unhealthy. It was a year after that I came to my senses. I was actually going to a proper school and I didnt essential to become my old self, no friends, known as a loser and especially I didnt want to be by myself. So I pretended, I pretended to be her. Everyone liked her and I wanted to be liked and have friends. I started a new life. She wasnt in my new life but she was in me. It would have been better if she didnt die but if she didnt I wouldnt have changed.It is so unfair and unfortunate that she died because she was loved by so many people and she will be remembered by all those who knew her. Her death woke me up to reality and made me into a human macrocosm and a person who I am now. I decided to relieve about my best friend because she was the person who was able to change me into a completely different person. I am thankful that I met he r and she was in my life. I am over her death and I miss her occasionally. I prefer not to talk about her often because it takes me back to my old memories which I would rather forget.