auf wiedersehen

when i was in fourth grade i had a best friend. her name was Megan Zastopil. We were great friends. we would play tennis and go to memorial pool and eat pizza and play backyard soccer together. She was my favorite person in the whole wide world. Unfortunately her daddy worked for Hormel. The summer after fourth grade Megan and her family were transfered up to Austin, MN. I was devestated. One day she was here and the next day she was just gone. I couldnt believe that the world could be so cruel. Although we still keep in contact to this day, its not the same. We will never go to dress shopping for prom together, or play on the same tennis team. Its a bit of a bummer. But life goes on. New friends are made. But the memories will always stick with you.