MY BEST FRIEND COMMITTED SUICIDE IN 1988. I WENT TO BED ONE NIGHT ABOUT A WEEK LATER, AND PRAYED TO SEE HIM ONE MORE TIME. MY PRAYERS WERE ANSWERED. I LAID DOWN TO GO TO SLEEP, AND THERE HE WAS STANDING IN THE DOORWAY OF MY ROOM. HE TOLD ME HE WAS FINE, AND THAT I SHOULD GO ON WITH MY LIFE. HE TOLD ME TO CONTINUE TO LOVE AND THINK OF HIM ALWAYS. TO THIS DAY I STILL DO. MY MOM WAS IN THE LIVING ROOM AND HEARD ME TALKING TO SOMEONE. BY THE TIME SHE WALKED TO MY ROOM HE HAD VANISHED. SHE ASKED ME WHY I WAS SITTING UP IN BED AND NOT SLEEPING. SHE ALSO ASKED ME WHO I WAS TALKING TO. I TOLD HER, BUT SHE DIDN'T BELIEVE ME. SHE STILL DON'T BELEIVE ME TO THE DAY! IT'S BEEN 12 YEARS SINCE HE'S BEEN GONE. I STILL MISS HIM DEARLY!
