I'm at a point in my life where I'm no longer dependent upon my parents, but on myself. To a teenager that adds an immense amount of stress and pressure. Trying to balance school, with friends, and all the while having to play "adult", it gets to be really stressful. This past weekend the friends I made here at school all went with me back home to Gulf Shores. There was about 10 of us all together and I had the time of my life hanging out with them. We spent the day at the beach and the nights all crowded in the living room watching the dumbest movies and laughing at each others crazy antics. One of the nights we went out to eat for Destiny's birthday and had a blast being together.

Unfortunately that same day I found out some pretty devastating news. My Aunt Dorothy, who was diagnosed with cancer almost a year ago, had only a few days left with us. I got the phone call while we were heading to the beach. I felt my world crumble before me all over again. Only this time my friends witnessed it. I couldn't tell them what was going on because I felt like if i said the words out loud then it made it more real. So I went to a room and cried.

A few seconds later all my girl friends came into the room and hugged me and cried with me and told me that everything was going to be okay even though they had no idea what was going on. They saw how upset I was and immediately came to my rescue. They stayed right by my side and held me up until the pain subsided. When I felt a little better my friends took me to the beach to forget about me troubles. On the way my friend Tanner started playing Miley Cyrus and all of us busted out laughing because of how silly the situation was. We sang and danced all the way there and then played in the sun and sand till it was time to leave. Not once after I heard the news did I cry again. They helped me to forget about it, just for a time being. They helped me to feel better.

The next day we left to go back home. We stopped by my house first and had a big lunch with my family. I left to go over and see my aunt. My friends came with me. They stayed with me the whole time me and her talked. They walked me back home and they let me cry to them about it. Not once did they act like I was burdening them. Not once did they make me feel worse, instead they made me feel better.

Honestly I have no idea what would have happened if they weren't there with me. This whole time they have been at my side building me up. This is why I've been thanking God for them because they were there for me and they made me feel better.