Kelly,
You were a good friend. You had high aspirations in life. You had big goals, big dreams. You really were, as they say, going to be something big when you got older. You were shy of 21 by only just a few weeks.
Do you remember losing Asharri back in 2012? We couldn't believe that anything would have happened to him walking home that night. Now I'm saying, along with Mrs. Edmonds, that we can't believe what we are hearing about you is true, and that you too were outside tonight.
You really were one of the few influential people in my life. I remember walking into the library at Lamar my Sophomore year, looking for some books but also seeming withdrawn and without friends, when you started chatting it up with me from behind the checkout counter. You introduced me to Mrs. Marrou, Mrs. Edmonds, and Asharri - and for that, I am grateful.
I don't say this often, but you will be missed. I won't be able hear your name again without ever thinking of you.
You never did anything to hurt people. I hope it didn't hurt. I hope it was painless, and over with quickly. I am only able to imagine the scene in my head, and it is admittedly something I would rather not think of.
It's tough to see you go, Kelly. I hope the driver that hit you and left you behind, will be found and held accountable for his or her actions. It's infuriating what they did to you. They didn't just hurt your family, but they also hurt your friends, such as me. I'm sorry I neglected our friendship. From the bottom of my heart, I hope your family finds peace.
And so, the world moves on. Have a goodnight's sleep, Kelly. Farewell.