"Catch me if you can!" She screamed at the ocean, and ran up and down the shoreline,

chasing the water into the ocean and then running away while it chased her back.

The beach wasn't full today.

Then again it was the middle of March.

No bikini's or suntanned girls, who were ovbiously fake, to ruin the moment.

Just her.

A girl and her dreams.

Her best friend was snapping pictures of her, unaware that these were their last memories with her.

She knew it all too well, this girl, but she didn't tell them.

She was dying of cancer.

fast moving, cell eating cancer.

She knows, she only has about 3 weeks to live they say.

She runs up to her friend, and asks for lunch.

"Pizza?" the friends asks.

"No, something...something that I've never tried before." She answered.

"What's up with you? You have your whole life. There's always tommorow for something new...!" the friend points out.

"Yes, but tommorow never truly comes does it?" She laughed.

5 weeks later...

The friend's eyes are welled up with tears, as she tributes her voice, soul and mind to her best friends funeral procession.

"She was the most amazing girl.

She impacted my life, and I didn't realize that she soon would've been torn before my very eyes.

She was fearless.

Lovely.

a bit crazy.

And I loved her as my sister."

one single tear fell from her face.

"But I will move on to another best friend, becuase that's what she would want. Not to waste another moment of my life. Of anyone's precious time.

Becuase, tommorow never truly comes..."