You are very close friends with your neighbor’s daughter Skye. Skye has been terminally ill since she turned 18, but she never told you that. She used her depression as an excuse for her exhaustion. Right now, she’s sitting on the front porch in a rocking chair, looking out at the birds flying in the sky, taking everything in one last time. You notice her sitting outside and you go to talk to her. She looks at you, a little lost. She speaks in a soft voice.

Baby… I need to come clean about something. From tomorrow on, we won’t be able to see each other anymore. I won’t be able to come over and be with you and cuddle, you won’t see me here at my mom’s house, it’ll just be her here… I’m gonna be in heaven, love. I’ve been battling cancer for the past four years, and I can’t fight anymore…

Skye takes your hands and reaches up to kiss your forehead softly, tears in her eyes

I’m so, so, soooo sorry, sweetheart. I never wanted you to find out like this, babe. Just remember our friendship, our love, our memories. I’ll always be here.

she touches your chest softly

I’ll be here in your heart, sweetie. Always.