I looked thorugh my photo albums of my past reminicing my memories that we had together, trying to hold on to the fragments of them to put them together. People I was always sad after that one day. I can remember that too clear as it replays in my head while I sleep each night. Tonight I never wanted to sleep because then the dream would appear. To most girls the dream I have would really be a dream but, to me that dream is a pure nightmare. As I thought about the dream I driffted into a quiet deep sleep. Then the dream started I saw him staring at me with pain in his eyes. Then he started to speak," Were moving", was what he started with," We got a recording contract and we have to be closer to a studio over there." Then I looked at him and screamed,"MOVING, ARE YOU THAT SELFISH TO MOVE JUST FOR YOUR STUPID BAND?!?!" Then I hit him in the shoulder and began to cry and asked him in a soft voice," When do you leave?" He pulled away from the embracing hug and said just as quiet as me," Tomorrow." Then I was mad in rage and began to walk as I was turned around by the shoulder he then handed me a box and said," When we become famous I will come back and find you,and I promise I wont forget but, here to remember me by." I opened the box and saw a pair of dogtags that said his name and mine on them and on the other BFF FOR LIFE. Then that was when I sat up so quickly in my bed breathing heavily and broke down. My brother, Ryan, came in due to I was crying so loud he could hear me in his room. He helled me trying to help me cope once I callmed down then spoke to me," Anna this is the third time this week this has happened," which he was right it was the third time this week but, I wasn't about to just pour out my feelings to my older brother,"What is going on with you lately?" Great he asked that stupid question I hated anyone to ask me. Everyone I knew could tell that I was in a deep depression I guess you could almost call it an awoken coma. Either way I looked at my brother and told him sternly." Nothing is wrong with me it's late now go back to bed we both need rest for tomorrow." I flashed him such a fake smile I surprised he couldn't tell he smilled back and and said " 'Night Annabell." Ugh how I hated being called by that name my REAL first name. I layed my head back down on my pillow drifting into a light sleep thinking of what dreaded me tomorrow another birthday my 17th to be exact.