Ericka

In 4th and 5th grade I had a best friend named Ericka. She moved away in 5th grade after we had a big fight, actually during the fight. Even though we were fighting when she moved I cried. I've never stopped missing her. And now I feel sad because just like my mom has forgotten the taste of cake and pizza, she's gluten free, I have forgotten the sound of Ericka's voice. It makes me want to cry, and now the only way I can remember her face is to look at the only picture I have of her, which is in a year book. I have sent her 1 letter and have gotten 0 replies. If I could find a good way to contact her or her to contact me I would be over joyed. For now I write letters that never get sent. I hope one day I will contact her.