Erin, I always remembered you as a cute girl on the bus to school, all the way back to the quail hollow day, with your pigtails and bight white teeth, to the little green turtle backpack you used to carry around. things started to get ugly when a certain someone started talking smack, thats when i made my mind up to befriend you and ignore her, so you used to come over everyday after school and we would ride horses. we shared a lot of similarities, you were always talking about cali, and i was always out in cali every summer and winter. you were my best friend. things changed when G.W stepped into office. he declared war, things were very messed up, al-quida was tapping into the system and we lost control of the car. thats all...why you think you can take your own life is beyond comprehension, you took yourself from people who love need and depend on you for your presence and it affected everyone.