When I was about 8, we had the best neighbors anyone could ever ask for. They were Three Sisters. Their names were Scarlett, Allie and Emily, Oldest to youngest. I had the closest bond to Allie because she was only a few years older than me. Emily was a kindergartener and scarlett was in middle school. One day they left. I was heartbroken and I felt betrayed. I didn't even know the reason why. Allie, my best friend, had cancer in her left eye. When I finally found out, it was too late. She was gone. I never even got to say goodbye. Even worse the funeral was held in New Mexico so we couldn't go. I've only seen the sisters once since then and they were as flustered as me. We didn't talk. I still miss her every single day and I just want her back. Can you please help me with all these feelings? I feel like they should've gone by now, I'm almost 12.