i remember losing an old friend a long time ago

we grew up together and hung out a lot. we were neighbors (were both christian but i was mormon and he was catholic so it was slightly different) but when i was 10, he was at our house when our parents were reading the bible to the family but my friend was in a different room not even paying attention. when his mom found out she thought we were teaching him things about our religion so she slowly seperated us. at first it was just he wasnt allowed to come to my house but i was allowed to come to his. then when i was 12 we werent allowed inside but my younger sibilings were and i spent a lot of my time with him outside in the cold during christmas and other holidays. he wasnt allowed to come to my birthday, his mom would make excuses to why he couldnt come. she made up lies that he hated me but once wrote to me his mother was lying. and eventually i wasnt allowed to visit at all. i tried for a couple months, but then i just stopped trying. he seemed happy with his other friends. and i realized my best friend, was gone. i actually fell into a depression for 2 years and then, i just didnt care anymore. i forgot about him. he was just in the back of my mind. forgotten.


well when i was around 17 i found out that he was killed in a tragic fire at the school he went to. there was a funeral and i wasnt allowed to come. but i heard there wasnt a body to be placed in the coffin. and it was just terrible.

i still miss him greatly now. wishing his mother would have given me another chance. but, you dont always get what you want in life...