Dear Diary,
Well, it's been a week since that day and I still can't get over it. I keep thinking that if I had never went to that party, Hannah….would still be here. I keep seeing her and seeing myself on the tracks but all I can bring myself to come with is the flashes of crimson being thrown into the air as specks adorned my face. It's been a week and I can't seem to forget seeing my best friend die right before my eyes. If only tails had gotten there a second earlier, then maybe he could have saved Hannah too. I keep visualizing his arms draped around my waist as his body weight forced me to the sidelines. I keep visualizing the horror of seeing my hand slip away from Hannah's as collision impacted her already limp body. I tried to blame tails for not saving her too, but doctors say she wouldn't have been able to move anyway. Along with the fabric conjoined with the track was a piece of her fur. She probably didn't feel it since she was cold and wet. Her fur probably went numb. Still, if only I had listened to her then maybe….she'd still be here. I blame myself for her death and I bet everyone else does. I don't blame them. She tried to warn me of the raccoon's evil ways, but I ignored them and went on. I just wish she was still here with me. I just wish I was the one who could have died instead of her. I just wish….i had done things differently.
Cream