I felt the weight of the world crashing down on me that night as I lay on the white bathroom tile beside my best friend, crying my little broken heart out. I couldn't gather the strength to look at her again in her time of need. I just covered my eyes for hours. Two hours. Four hours. Six hours passed. No more tears made their mark down my cheeks. My eyes were dry. I stumbled up and used the counter as a crutch. Deep breath in, out. My limbs were shaking as I slid the shower curtain out of the way completely. I had full view of my beautiful best friend's dead and naked body, with the exception of the steam. Not taking my eyes of her, I turned the water off. I couldn't help but smile- I loved her so much, I love her so much. The water drained and my smile ceased. Her suicide sank in. I sang in whispers during this: Hush, little baby, don't say a word. Under the sink, I found a pristine white towel, wrapped it around her and picked her up, she was so light. I'm gonna buy you a mockingbird, I carried her into her bedroom and lay her down on her pink comforter. And if that mockingbird won't sing, I'm gonna buy you a diamond ring "Oh, no, no, no; all these cuts will get infected." I said slowly. And if that diamond ring turns brass, I'm gonna buy you a looking glass I rushed back to the bathroom, opened the medicine cabinet and quickly snatched the Neosporin and box of Hello Kitty band aids- she loved Hello Kitty. And if that looking glass gets broke, I'm gonna buy you a billy goat I taped up every open wound I found on her defenseless body. And if that billy goat won't pull, I'm gonna buy you a cart and bull I analyzed all her curves and the long blonde hair which was soaking her bed. And if that cart and bull fall down, I dressed her in the most gorgeous dress I could find, I dried her hair and brushed it, and applied her make up. You'll still be the sweetest little girl in town.... I fixed her comfortably on her bed, then grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed 911.