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Someone please tell me that i'm dreaming and that this can't be real, i wroke up this morning from the sound of my mom standing over my bed.



She was on the phone and i noticed this look in her eye's she bearly said a word, then i saw a tear roll down her face.



I asked mom what was wrong and she just looked at me, and told me come down stairs i have something imporant to tell you.



I got dressed came down stair's when i saw her sitting on the couch, still crying and her face expression was so sad.



I sat down got more awroke and she took my hand and told me, she had some bad new's to tell me.



She said please do not cry but mark's mom called her this moring still looking sad, bearly could breathe she looked at me with dark sad eye's.



She told me that i need to go down to the hospital this moring that mark, was in the hospital.



I asked her what had happend and she just looked at me and walked away, all i kept thinkin was maybe he came down sick or maybe he went to check on someone he knew that was in the hospital.



I arrived at the hospital and when i walked in i saw mark's mom sitting in the waiting room with, the rest of his family they all looked sad and the look you have when you been crying to much.



I walked over and asked mark's mom what was going on and she looked at me and right there i could tell what had happend, she told me that mark went off this morning and when he came back home he was all messed up.



I started to cry and she said it will be okay just remember, how much you meant to him as a friend.



she told me that mark got jumped pretty bad and the people who did it just left him there to bleed to death, i looked at her and asked how could someone like mark be done this way.



Someone so sweet and caring and would do anything in the world for someone then she told me that they don't think he would make it.



I wonder how am i suppose to go on with my life and get through the day when the, only person i could count on and knew he be by my side is dying.



We saw the doctor and he came into the waiting room and had told us all that mark only has, a few day's to live.



I droped down on my knee's and prayed to god that if he let mark live i promise i make more time and i understand, whenever he didn't wan't to go places.



I should have told you more often how much you meant to me then maybe it make this alot easier to deal with, but i can not go back in time and change the way thing's was.



I'm sorry i never took the time to tell you how i exactly felt toward's you all i can do, is pray and hope that you know how i felt and i know i should be happy for you because you'r in much greater place than we all are.



No one can harm you or make you cry or even make you get in those moods where you just feel like giving up,i should be happy that i found someone so special as you are you meant the whole world to me and i wish i could have just told you how i felt.









By Heather Rae Feazel