As I sat there next to the hospital bed occupied by … a friend, acquaintance, chum, neighbor? I didn't know what to call her. What do you call a person that you best friends with for years but haven't seen or talked to in over ten years. We had been so much more than all of those, we were almost like sisters. At that time I didn't know what to call her and I didn't know what had compelled me to drive the four and a half hours to Forks Hospital but most of all I didn't know what compelled me to stay. The only thing that I knew for sure as I watched her small frail chest rise and fall with help of a ventilator was that we had been so close for such a long time and then one day it was gone…I guess things changed. I remember seeing her make so many wrong decisions and forget about me or maybe in her eyes it was the other way around but as I sat there I honestly couldn't figure out what had happened all those years ago.

I guess we had both moved on. I was married now, and had a beautiful little boy. As I sat there I tired to think of what she had been up to over the years and couldn't help but wonder if she had followed any of her dreams that we had discussed or had those dreams changed over the years, just like us. I soon thought of my husband, Edward sitting at home with our newborn son. I though of what I may be missing, I felt extremely sad to be missing this time with my family and I was about to leave to go home when I felt a strong magnetic pull, dragging me back to the chair that had been my resting place for the past six hours. I wasn't sure what compelled me to stay, but I wanted to find out.

So I took the seat next to her bed and started at the beginning. 13 years ago…