'It’s Kelli' I heard 'she's dead, she committed suicide last night'. My world stopped. Everything held in time, so still. 'But...' was all I managed to say. This was my worst nightmare come true. I looked at my free hand, I was shaking. I could feel my mind spinning, stirring over the last two years. I was no longer ‘the girl with a depressed, self harming best friend’ I was ‘the girl whose best friend committed suicide’. From this point onwards I had no best friend. She was gone. I had thought about this day so many times, I never thought it would actually come. The day when I would never see her again. The day when the last thing I said to her would be ‘see you tomorrow’, but I never would. How could she have just said nothing? Not even goodbye. Not giving me the chance to talk her out of it as I had before. I thought I meant more to her than that...