

Katie, why'd you leave? No one's eyes were dry that Friday. The tears of our sadness fell like the rain from the dark cloud that hovered over the Middle School of the Arts. One smiling face was missing from all of my good friends. No one seemed familiar, yet everyone seemed to care. I came off of bus RO23 waiting to see her smiling face. Instead I saw no one. Walking through the main hall, my close friends came up to me crying for comfort, but all I coudl say is "why her," and "why now?" Nobody could answer my questions, but I could answer theirs. "Who was she," amd "what hapened?" 'She' was my best friend.Katie, why'd you leave?
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