Gee, where do I even start with the memories I've made with this beautiful soul. At this very moment, I'm sitting in my bedroom floor with my box of nail Polish getting ready to paint my nails. I remember the times Necie would call me at 10 o'clock at night to see what I was doing so she could come read my latest issue of Seventeen magazine and paint her toes because I always hoarded nail polishes. We would sit in silence reading magazines and painting our nails forever. I remember watching Tristan and Isolde numerous times, dreaming about how attractive James Franco was. And I specifically remember watching the movie Hound dog with her that had a scene that we just thought was hilarious. We would rewind it and play it over in slow motion and I can still hear her laugh. It's burned in to my mind. I could write a novel of all the memories we have together. We may have drifted apart over the years, but no time apart could ever change the fact that she was like a sister to me. I miss you and think of you every day Necie. I love you forever.