Jen O’Neill and I were friends since the 6th grade. There was a time when I would l sleep over her house 3-4 nights out of the week – I was practically living there, I should have been paying rent! We did so much together and spent so much time together; she used to call me her other sister. She and I were very close until about a little over a year ago when we started to go our separate ways and saw less and less of each other. However, I still loved her for the person that she was. She might have not been popular or have had many friends, but she was a great person and I saw her for who she was.

The first time I met Jen was in 6th grade. She was very shy and wouldn’t even look me in the eye. I’m not sure how we became such great friends (perhaps our initials were exactly the same or we had the same first name) but we did! From 6th to 12th grade we were in the same homeroom – even sat next to each other during out high school graduation.

I remember one time when we were in 7th or 8th grade and we had a sleep-over at my grandparents house…we went rollerblading down a hill and she couldn’t stop herself in time so she started to scream for help and my sister and I went to help her. All of us ended up falling on the pavement and Jen started cracking up. It was hilarious. 1-1/2 years ago she and I were walking back from the A&P in Flanders and she slipped on a bed of wet leaves. Talk about being clumsy! If anyone driving saw us they would’ve thought we were crazy because we were laughing uncontrollably. Going to the A&P or walking around for 7 blocks was our daily excersize I KNEW I would get when going over her house. Every time I went over her house she would always make me Kraft Mac & Cheese; perfect measurements and everything – she even measured the water that the macaroni had to be boiled in! Jen always made me laugh. The only times I didn’t laugh was when she told me to come over and then when I got there I’d have to ring the bell 20 times, call her house, call her cell, throw pebbles at the window because she wouldn’t hear me knocking because her stereo was always up to the highest volume it could possibly go. Not to mention when she was on a singing streak it’s like she couldn’t hear anyone or anything BUT herself. Gotta love her for that! I also might want to add that she had quite an extensive CD collection ranging from country, hip hop, pop, to R&B and a HUGE video and DVD collection. Whenever we were going out she would make sure the last thing she did before we went left the house was to pop in a tape and start recording. We had many Lifetime movie nights. About 6 or 7 years ago she had given me a gift. It was a quote in a cute little picture frame that read,“we did not meet by chance, but perhaps by destiny”. It might have been very small but it represented something really big…our strong friendship. I still have this on the shelf of my apartment to this very day and even though a year ago we drifted from each other, I truly believed it.

Jen, we may have gone our separate ways but I hope you know that I loved and still love you as a dear friend of mine and always wanted you to progress in life. I tried to help guide you in your times of need when ever you needed me. Maybe from now on when I feel that I need a bit of guidance you will be here to help me out. I love you Jen.