She was the best friend that anybody could want.

She was beautiful, smart, and perfect at everything she did.

She was friendly to everybody.

She was sweet, athletic, and strong.
She was proud to be who she was.

She fought cancer with all her might and lived as long as she could. She
never gave up.

Now she's up in heaven looking down on us thinking we're silly for
crying.

She doesn't hurt anymore but we do! It will take a long time for this
to heal... just as long as we can do it together! Everyone who hurts should
be together and help eachother out. Thats what she would've wanted.

Twelve is too young too Die.

 
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