It was a bright and beautiful day. I thought that was a little ironic too. She had always said she wanted it to be on a sunny and nice day, not a dark and rainy one like in the movies. She'd say "There will be enough water falling to the ground". And she was right.

She was pretty popular, even though she always thought that she wasn't. I would go over to her house and she would unconsciously talk about all the boys that had a crush on her and all the girls who hung out with her and all the friends she had. The thing was she didn't know she had them.

She had a pretty sad life, but she always pulled through. She would tell me that I was the one who always got her to put away the knife or stop the wanting. She was my sister.

I had met her mother who had been in a terrible accident and she didn't see her except for 2 or 3 times a year. Her dad left her and her brother had passed a few years ago, but she always pulled through.

But that wasn't enough.

So now here I am, in front of a beautiful grey stone that said, "In loving memory or Marissa Mast, 2000- 2017, sister, daughter, granddaughter, and friend" I was the only one there. Everyone else had left hours ago but I still stood there looking at the beautiful marble in the ground.

I pulled out a necklace and opened it. It was a locket with a picture of me and Marissa. She had been buried with its twin. On mine it had an M, while hers had an A. we had gotten them when we were 14 years old, we would update the picture every few months.

I had bought them for us when I found out about It. It hit me hard. I thought in the beginning that she was just lying and I kept telling her that if she was this was something I would end our friendship over.

You see my dad found out he was diagnosed with Hodgkin's disease when I was 13. It hit me really hard, and I thought it was the end. He won't even live to be 50. Then I find out that Mar had leukemia, and I just broke. I wasn't the happy go lucky Ange anymore. I would put on a fake happy smile and be outgoing like I was. But it was all an act, no one could tell though. Not even my family. Only Mar, and now she was gone.

I put the locket around my neck turned away from the stone and walked out of the cemetery. I walked to nowhere in particular. I stopped at a big tree in the middle of a park that I hung out at a lot with Mar and my other friends. I sat on the bench underneath the huge tree. I use to climb it all the time but hadn't since I fell and broke my leg.

I looked up at the tree. Im going to climb it, I thought. For Mar. I took off my black jacket and tie it around my waist. I was wearing some black skinny jeans and a black loose shirt Mar had bought for me a few years back from the mall. I was surprised it still fit me. I put my foot in the hole I always used to start the climb.

I started climbing. I thought of all the things we had done. The day I met her in 4th grade, how we became best friend automatically, how we didn't go to the same middle school but still hung out almost every week. How I went on so many family vacations with her and her grandparents.

Her grandparents, I thought wistfully as I climbed onto another branch. They had treated me as if I was their daughter also. They were always so nice and caring and funny.

I thought about how I was wearing black right now, and how Mar's grandma would always get on my back about how I would always wear black. I laughed to myself.

I looked down I was probably 11/12 feet from the ground. I smiled, I was so short and being up here use to make me feel so good to be taller than someone. Mar was the tall one and I was the short one. Every tall friend has a short best friend.

I looked up to see how much I could climb. There was probably a good 8/9 feet more before my weigh would break the tiny branches at the top of the tree. The wind ruffled my slightly curly hair. I hadn't done anything to it that morning, just straightened it a bit so it was really frizzy.

I thought of how we use to both like my little pony. She just liked the ponies while I like the TV show, I was a real brony. I also was obsessed with adventure time. I laughed to myself, I was such a nerd back then, hell, what am I saying? I STILL liked those things.

I thought of the very first anime I had Mar watch. One of my favorites, called Fairytail. We would joke around about how we could be mages and live in the world of Foir and help the guild with our awesome magical abilities.

I kept climbing and the wind kept getting harder, blowing my hair all around my face and head, moving the tree making it harder to climb. But I kept going up.

Finally I made it as far as I could go. I sat on the branch looking through the little clear path through the leaves. I had a perfect view of a beautiful cloud. It looked like a dragon. Weird

The wind picked up more and more by the minuet making the whole tree sway back and forth hard, the branch I was shaking like crazy but I didn't notice. I was mesmerized by the dragon cloud; it looked like it was moving, and the wings making it fly. As if the wind was produced by the movements of them.

What I saw next Im not sure is a trick of the eye or if it was real but before the branch next to me hit me in the head knocking me out I would have sworn on the head of the dragon shaped cloud, a twinkle of red shinned out at me. As it if was winking at me. Then I blacked out.

Sooooooo? What do you think! This is my first anime fanfic. Some of the things in here are true tho I didn't use real names or real sicknesses or anything. Please review and tell me what u think! Im up for ideas too!