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Nov 27, 2006 08:16

I knew her since 3rd grade, but we were best friends from 8th grade till the day she went missing.. though you'd never know that because I don't solicit my relationship with her on her myspace page that her friends commandeered to claim they were the only ones that hurt.. that's just not true..
I just found out today, my mom was crying because she's known Deidre for as long as I, because she was always coming over or talking to her on the phone if i wasn't home, that the remains they found in Seneca were hers... I just sat there dumbfounded...
I felt angry, sad, frustrated, and relieved all in one..
I'm just glad we have her body.. that we have some closure.. and I say we because I'm not going to be one of those sickos that crave the attention that comes with "being best friends" with someone who committed suicide or was killed somehow.. those people make me ill.. and I'm sure they'll get whats coming to them..
A real friend calls you when she's having drama with Ross, and then listens to your advice.. tries to apply it.. sometimes fails.. but always had me to let it go because everyone is human.. I was there when she told me she found out she was pregnant.. and when she was getting her apartment.. Nobody knew I was there.. and frankly I didn't mind it at all.. her friendship with me meant much more than having to showcase it to the whole world.. She was my best friend, like a sister to me.. and I'll miss her..
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