I was lost, in the dark. Those nights alone, pain from the past. Pain from the heart and body, an ever last. One day it all hit me and crashed. Oh,how scars I've had from my battles. I was staying alive, covering my cries. I poured my heart out to myself over and over again. Nobody knew I was dying inside. I kept it a secret, a secret I had been hiding. I woke up one morning thinking I wouldn't survive. I made one conversation that changed my life, about happy clown jokes and no more pain. The weight on my heart lifted slightly every word I told her. An actual friend I thought, I knew I wasn't alone. Slowly bonding, we became sisters. I trusted her with all my heart. I knew I could call her and she would look out for me. Soon enough we cried together, I wasn't the only one. I found hope finally after all this time. I can be myself around her, she's hilarious and amazing in every way. When you find that special friend that catches your tears and holds you when you're dying, when she listens to your painful cries for help and do the same thing for her. Then you know you can't let your friend go. Sometimes things get terrible and you're life is terrible. Everything always gets better and this article is the proof. The memories we share and continue to make, will never go away. Stick up for them and know you're not alone, because hope is never lost.