It all began, with the one person in my life who always had my back no matter what, and who was always there for me through the thick and the thin of all my troubles… It all began with this one person, who I thought would never leave me (Parallel Structure)… It was a little over a month ago, when my hours turned in to days, and my weeks turned in to months. A simple moment in time now, feels like a lifetime away. It was in August of two thousand and three, when my life was changed drastically before my eyes; to this day it still continues to haunt me. It was August ninth, around dinner, when I received a phone call from my best friend. I didn’t know then, but it was soon to be our last conversation for the entire month. Our talk was brief, but the impact it had on me was not. After I got off the phone with him that night, butterflies immediately swarmed in to my stomach and inva

ded it, creating a sense of uneasiness (Analogy). He had told me during our conversation, that he was going to be apart of an event that would take place at eight O’clock that night, and for me to “keep my fingers crossed” – its an inside joke that has continued to be used between us, giving support to the one who needs it most at the time – as soon as he mentioned our saying, I began to undergo a feeling I never thought existed… there are no real words to describe it. That entire night I was scared, worried and anxious to here back from him at nine O’clock – the time he promised he would call, if everything went well. At eight O’clock, I was getting ready to go out, when my bedroom lights flickered – I thought it was a sign, but I chose to ignore it, even though I knew deep down, something terrible went wrong. Nine passed…so did ten; it was now approaching twelve, still without his phone call to relieve my nervousness. It was then, when I decided to call his house to see what was going on. Apart of me wishes I hadn’t, since I was given news that would forever change me… He committed a crime so horrible, that he was taken away without a good-bye for the entire month of August. Never, in my whole life, have I been so depressed, so alone, or so scared before. It was as if at that moment in time, I was a stranger to my own bod

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Parallel Structure…, Climatic Word, , they’re ones, phone call, started feel, entire month, eight o’clock,