Ashley

Ashley was my friend back in fifth grade before I moved. I remember her. She had deep brown hair with bright green eyes that everyone described as heaven. She was smart, in the school way, but still acted dumb to make others laugh. She was hysterical-she would have you on the floor laughing. I remember her smiling so much, you would begin to smile as soon as she walked in the room. She was strong, like REALLY strong. Because so much horrible shit happened in her life, that she clearly didn’t deserve. But she kept getting up and pushing through. Not to mention she was(and probably still is) drop dead gorgeous. God, I can’t even count all the times she kept putting herself down for her looks and everything else. I really think she’ll read this one day and know that she has grown from her past, and will continue to grow in the future. I miss you Ashley, wherever you are.

“I wish I had an Ashley.” “I need an Ashley in my life right now.” “Ashley’s boyfriend must be really lucky.”

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