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Chapter Thirteen:

I was running. I don’t know who I was running from, but I was running. It was dark outside and there were voices behind me. "Stop! I’m trying to help you." I looked back, horrified of what was behind me. A girl, dressed in all white. Her skin was white and her hair was jet black. She was what looked like a ghost. She looked so scary that I didn’t want to stop. I ran as fast as I could. Then suddenly I tripped, falling face first. There was a ringing sound in my ear. RING!!RING!! Then I woke up.

I looked around my room. Everything was in place like it was the night before. I was still hearing the ringing noise, like I was in my dream. RING!!RING!! I looked up, noticing I was on the floor and saw that Marissa’s phone was ringing on the night stand. I picked myself up and looked at the phone. It said Miami Medical Center. ‘Oh my gosh. What if its her mom?’ I thought and answered it. "Hello?" there was silence for a second then an elderly lady talked, "Yes, is this Marissa Smith?" "No ma’am. This is her friend. Would you like me to get her for you?" "Yes, please. Thank you." "OK. Hold on one second," and I went to find Marissa. I headed downstairs and saw that her and my mom were on the couch talking. "Marissa, phone. I think its about your mom or something." Marissa jumped up and headed towards the phone. "Hello? Yes this is her." She stood there, talking to the lady and answering with a ‘Yes,’‘OK,’and a ‘Yes ma’am.’ "OK. Thank you very much. Bye-bye," and she hung up the phone. "So, what did she say?" Marissa looked up, looking a little upset. "Dad’s funeral is tomorrow." I went over to her and patted her shoulder. "What time?" "Two-thirty. I better call Ben," then Marissa headed to the kitchen to call Ben.

"Mom, are you going to go to the funeral?" Mom looked up at me, "Hun, you know I would love to, but she is your friend and I think she’ll need more of your support then mine. So, I’m gonna sit this out, OK?" I shook my head and headed to the kitchen. "Yeah, so come by in twenty minutes? OK, see ya then. Bye!" and she hung up the phone. I looked at her, "So, Ben is coming over?" "Yeah, If you guys don’t mind." She looked up at me, sympathetic. I looked at her with a smile, "Of course not. I just want you to be comfortable. So, what about tomorrow?" Marissa looked around the room before answering me. "Well, I’m going to have to go to my house, so I’ll have something to wear. That’s why Ben is coming over. He’s going to pick me up and take me. Do you want to come?" I went over to her and hugged her, "Of course I’ll go with you. I’m also coming to the funeral with you." I stopped hugging her and looked her in the eyes. "You’re like the sister I never had, Marissa. I’ll always be there for you, OK?" Marissa smiled, "I know." and we hugged again.

After our ‘hugging moment’, we went to my room. I dressed comfortable so I could move around when going to Marissa’s house. Then we went downstairs, waiting for Ben to show up. "So, Ben is going tomorrow right?" "Oh yeah. Dad was like his second dad instead of uncle. He loved him so much. His dad was never around much to have man-to-man time with him, so my dad was there. This is just as hard for him as it is for me." I gave a compassionate look, for Ben’s case. He loved his uncle just as much as Marissa loved him. Then we heard him drive up. We stood up, getting our purses. KNOCK!!KNOCK!! I went over to the door and opened it. Ben smiled at me right before kissing me lightly on the cheek. "Good Morning beautiful." then he went over to Marissa and hugged her. "How are you doing, today?" "Good. Just take me to my house please?" "OK. Let’s go then!" and we headed for the car.

I got in the front seat beside Ben and Marissa got in back. "How come I’m always in the back?" Marissa said as we all buckled out seat belts. "Probably cause I’m dating Ben. Not you." I said and laughed. "OK." and Marissa laughed. As we headed to her house, we talked randomly, as we were known famous for doing. When we arrived, Marissa took in a deep breath, "Here goes nothing," and she got out of the car. I looked over at Ben and gave him an uneasy look. "Do you think she’s ready for this yet, Ben?" "Yeah, she’s tough. Anyway, why not now?" I have him a ‘well you got a point’ look and we got out of the car and headed towards the front door. When we got there, Marissa was just standing there, looking at it as If it was going to open itself. "You guys, I don’t know if I can do this." Ben came up behind her and held her shoulders, "Mar, you can defiantly do this, I promise. You’re the strongest girl I know," and he gave her a smile. Marissa took another deep breath, "Well, here I go," and she walked into the house.