Personal Narrative: How Jamilex Changed My Life

I was in the sixth grade when I first met my best friend Jamilex. Jamilex and I were really close, we did everything together; our homework, went to the movies, hung out in the park, and often went her house where we had conversations about guys. We tried to spend time together as often as possible, because we didn't see each other during school hours since she attended a different junior High school. We saw each other every day after school to do homework together. I never thought I would finally meet a true friend but you know what they say, "Never say Never". I tried to do my best to keep her happy and be there for her when she needed a shoulder to cry on. Jamilex and I were so different but at the same time so alike. Her favorite color
Her grandmother and I took her to the doctor to try to help her. The doctor did a couple of tests, and a month later we found that she was diagnosed with cancer. Jamilex's grandmother and I didn't want to tell Jamilex because we felt it was going to make things worse. Three months had already passed form Jamilex's mothers death and it felt as if it was just yesterday. Jamilex was so depressed that she began to believe that she wasn't worth anything and that her life didn't make any sense anymore. That's when Jamilex tried to commit suicide. She tried to hang her self, drank Clorox and intoxicated her self with pills; luckily we were able to prevent her death by taking her to the hospital and taking her to counseling sessions. Her Grandmother then decided to be with her at all times, wherever she went, her grandmother would follow her even into the bathroom, the kitchen, or her room. It was hard for me try to help her and make her feel better when at the same time I was depressed just seeing her. But I had to remember to be strong and to show her that life is beautiful. I would try to take her out to the park so she could remember the good memories we had
She told me that I had to come to the house immediately; I grabbed my coat as fast as I could and flew out the door. When I got there her grandmother was screaming and crying at the same time; I knew instantly that something was horribly wrong. I ran to Jamilex's room and I saw Jamilex laying on the bed covered by a blanket. I held her tight and cried and cried on her chest. I couldn't believe it, but I had to, it really had happened. Finally the police officers arrived, After all her attempts at suicide, she was dead. I could see them approaching me and as they entered the room one officer told me that I had to let go of her because they had to take the body. All I could do was cry, I didn't want to be apart from her. Every since that very day, my whole life has changed. I look at life in a different way; I try to appreciate the smallest things. After my experience I learned never to take life for granted because you'll never know when God will be calling for