This past Saturday, my dear friend Georgie passed away. I don't know why this happened. it just did. She died doing what she loved best, which was riding horses. she apparently fell and hit her head on hard ground. I'm absolutely devastated. I hadn't talked to her in quite some time, and now I really regret it because now I'll never talk to her again. she's gone forever, and I still am having a hard time accepting this fact. Her funeral was today. I broke down crying when I saw her. She looked like a porcelain doll, fragile and beautiful. I had the chance to say a few words, and I'm really glad I did. I needed some closure, for before the funeral, I had none whatever. She just was here and gone in a flash and it all happened so quickly. It makes me realize that I need to start living every day like it's my last, because it very well could be. She was only sixteen. That just isn't fair. she had hardly lived yet. The only thing that's letting me keep my wits about me is that she died doing something she was so passionate about. Her whole life revolved around horses--she loved them dearly. I know I'll never see her again, but I hope that she's watching over me and I know she'll always remain special to me and I'll always hold her dearly in my heart. She was always such a wonderful friend when I needed her and I feel like I didn't appreciate her enough while she was still here. I'm going to miss her so much. I don't want to go to school tomorrow and I hope my Father doesn't make me. I'm still in a daze, even though I found out about her death on Sunday night. I wish I would have called her when I thought about it. I wish I had been able to say goodbye...
Rest in peace Georgie. You'll always be in my heart. <3
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