Not completely gone

Instructions for the way Shen did not need, after all, had Changying and I lived in the same street. As we passed Changying's parents' house, my eyes went straight up. Changying's room was on the top floor, but on the back of the house, so I could not see her window. Shen finally stopped in front of our house and I strapped me down.

"Thanks," I said softly and he nodded slightly.

"Good," he replied just as quietly. Then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a slip of paper, which he handed to me. "If you like ... maybe it helps us if we talk a little." I took the paper on which in clear, clean handwriting his name and phone number were.

"Okay," I muttered. "But not today. It's ... just too fresh. "

"I can understand that," he assured and looked at me out of the blue eyes, of whom Changying had so much raved. "But if you feel like it, just call."

"OK. See you soon, "I said goodbye. He returned the greeting and I got out to go to the house. There I looked again to Shen and briefly raised his hand. He waved back and then drove off again as I walked into the house. My parents had been with my little sister even with Changying's funeral, but I did not go with them, but want to stay a little. Therefore, they were already there, Lena was sitting in the kitchen and painted while mom was preparing the food.

"Paula, hello," she greeted me and hugged me briefly.

"Hey ..." I smiled weakly and nodded toward the stairs. "I pull myself up to, then I'll help you."

"Oh, I'm almost done, thank you, dear," waved off my mother. Concern in her eyes, well no wonder, after all, my best friend had died a few days and Mama made sure just thinking about how I was feeling.

"OK. See you soon. "I went upstairs and hung my bag on one of the hooks that were attached to my door, I slipped out of the black dress and tights, which I had put on. It was warm enough today that I had no jacket needed, which also was so good, because I really had no black jackets. A dark gray denim jacket I had, but I found little suitable for a funeral. I quickly pulled my in jeans and a simple shirt and then went to my desk. The photo of Changying and that had I stand here I was, caught my eye again. We had taken it up at the last school trip and were both wearing colorful straw hats that we had bought on the beach of the Italian village where we had been. My straw hat hanging beside the huge world map, I had hung on the wall at the head of my bed. Small pins with white heads stuck in the map and indicated the places that Changying and I had wanted to visit after school. Italy was full with these pins, we both loved the country, the food, the language, everything. We had both chosen in school Italian and would be examined in it.

No.

I would be tested in it. Changying not.

I shot tear in the eye and I sat down in my desk chair to give them this time run wild. I suddenly felt a touch on my shoulder, I jumped something together, but a glance to the side told me that it was Lena. She put her arms around me and her head on my shoulder.

"Do not be sad anymore. Changying's not completely gone. She waits with Grandma and Aunt Sophie at us and watching us, "she said and I smiled weakly. Lena was sweet, but I could not really share their conviction. but unlike them I believed not in God, I've never had. We were baptized both, but I had never been to the children's services or religious instruction wanted, as opposed to my little sister, who loved all this. Apart from this difference we were but quite similar and I had Lena exchanged for nothing in the world.

"I'll be right down, little one," I promised and Lena pouted at this titling.

"I'm not small!"

"Smaller than me …"

"But the biggest in my class!"

"However, smaller than me!"

"And I'm bigger than Pia and is older than me!"

"Two months do not make much of," I said and had actually chuckles. There really was only one reason why Lena wanted to be absolutely great: She did as I ride the big horses at the stables where we were registered. Changying and I had begun six years together riding and Lena had wanted to also have to try it a few years ago. Private horses we had not, but Changying and I both had horses care. Briefly, I wondered who would now to Philomena, Changying care horse care. Her owner Meike probably not, she worked in another city and rarely came to her parents to visit here. She had always been completely satisfied with Changying and had already said in jest that Philomena actually already Changying's horse was. She was also totally shocked, I had told her about Changying's death. I had it Katya, Changying's mother, offered at the stables to give notice and to look after Philomena until Meike someone had found.