Jenny and Me

The sunrise to the sunset on November 13, 2003; everything has changed. The sunrise was peaceful, and me, well, I was going to go and visit Jenny that day, my best friend, my only friend. She was 25 at the time and I was 14, an outsider, never fit in, and now, never will. This is the exact evening when my life changed forever, that is what I thought until way more has happened.

The Morning of November 13, 2003...

The day is new, fresh, colorful, but in a peaceful, beautiful way. Today is the day, Jenny's day! That is one thought I had on that morning which was true, but not in the way I expected. The day I pictured was far away, actually now because of what happened on this day, will never happen. This is the day that Jenny was supposed to have her baby, I was going to be the Godmother, which was never really a dream of mine, but now that it will never happen, I will miss it dearly. The baby is now my enemy, although it is dead along with Jenny, I still dislike it because, she died because of it. The way that she died was not nearly as peaceful as the day it was actually quite violent. The baby was about to be born, but then, Jenny had stopped breathing, the baby's leg was hitting her heart and now she will never know what parenthood is like, like she has always dreamed about. I always haven wanted the best for Jenny, but now that I am left alone on this earth I really wish she was not in Heaven without me, but I know she is in a better place and she is thinking about me, watching me and I feel inside that she is a part of me. And back then, oh how I did not know how much a part of me she was until that evening. One evening I heard a voice, Jenny's voice, and then out of nowhere there she was.
"But... But, I thought you were dead."
"Who says I'm not? Ever watch ghost shows, they are reality."
"No, it can't be, how?"
"I love you, your like the daughter I never had and my best friend, I'm living through you."
Now, you may think that you can never have a normal life with a ghost living through you but now, to me, it is just normalcy. I can't get rid of her and, heck I don't want to. I could never picture my life any other way, now at least. It's perfect.