One big part of my depression is knowing that I will never see you again and that our childhood is forever gone. The only good thing I have is the memories. When you passed away, you took a big piece of my childhood with you. I will never forget you and the fun we use to have.
Everyone has a best friend from childhood, I don’t say we have been friends since childhood because we kind of went our own ways when I moved in middle school. As kids, we where inseparable, always together, hanging out. We had our thing that we did which was playing Mario 3 at her place and eating tater tots while watching it snow, we would laugh until we cried at some of the things we made Mario do. When I turned 14, I started smoking and I will never forget that she pulled the cigarette out of my mouth and stomped it on the ground and told me to quit the nasty junk and that it would kill me. We use to go to Sunday school together, cheerleaded together, climb mountains, play mario, watch it snow, try to cook which we failed miserably, watch cute boys walk up and down our street, 4-wheel together which we flipped a 4 wheeler once, but we didn’t get hurt, it was funny though. Ashley had a lot of friends growing up, she was captain of the cheerleading squad in middle school, many boys wanted to date her, and she had a scholarship to go to college at age 14. What I would give to be able to have all of that back! There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about her and the others that I have lost that was so dear to me.
She passed away over a year ago in January, two days after her 24th birthday. It all started when I moved to London. She went what most people would call “boy crazy” she started the dating game at 15 and boys where crazy over her. She had one boyfriend I can recall that was probably worthy the rest just led her in the wrong direction and he was the only one that didn’t. I came down to visit her one year and as we was hanging out she started crying to me and told me that she got hooked on drugs. The night Ashley told me she got hooked on drugs she told me it was a very very close family member that contributed to her getting hooked! Ashley was born with a heart murmur and let me warn you now just in case anyone reading this has one, that mixing hard core drugs with a heart murmur is deadly. Ashley ended up with two pace makers before she died, I even recall that while she was in the hospital there was even people supplying her drugs while she was in. Finally one day her family found her unconscious at her home and took her to the hospital to find out that Ashley was brain dead. They had to make that hard decision to take her off life support. I would have never thought this would have all happened to her, that she would have got hooked on drugs, that she would die two days after her birthday, you couldn’t make me believe any of it. There was so many people that robbed her of her innocence at a young age and when she died all of her “so-called” friends didn’t even reach out for support. Including all the boys that liked her. I want to blame so many for helping to dig her grave. How can someone be so cruel as to supply drugs to someone as sick as Ashley? I know that Ashley chose that life, but sometimes for the sake of saving someone taken their freedom away so they won’t kill their self would have been a great idea and not contributing drugs because of whatever reason to someone that you know it will kill. R.I.P. Ashley, I will always love you! See you on the other side! XOXO