I could write about many things but I choose this story because it chose me. I was in second grade the teacher as she often did, opened the floor to questions. Classmates would ask a wide variety ranging from nature to science silly to the intelligent..when a student asked "why does Julie wear that scarf/bandana around her head" the teacher said that she would answer that one on another day. The next day I sat next to Julie on the bus, and she asked if I would like to come over one day and play, sure i said and started playing with her from then on. Julie would not be in school for days at a time... Julie had cancer. Although my parents did their best to explain I think for me, it was simply; Julie has something that made her loose her hair and stay home at times.
One weekend just before Valentines day I walked to Julie's after school for a planned sleep-over. Arriving at Julie's house her mother greeted me at the door and said that there had been a change of plans and then she drove me home. Julie died the very next day on Valentines day. A week had passed by when the teacher said that she had something to give us. She told us how Julie had made hearts for everyone. The teacher called each student one at time and handed them a hand colored paper heart, she was done calling out names when I realized that mine was not to be called . I was very sad. When class was coming to an end the teacher called me to her desk and handed me a very large paper heart that Julie had made for me.
Julie only had time to color it halfway......
