I still remember...

Carrying my 16 year old friend in a coffin with a bullet through her skull. Her depressed father shot her. He shot her mother and her 2 year old sister as well. And then, he shot himself. That was 7 years ago. And I still wonder to which university she would have gone. I'm 23, I should be enjoying my life and be care-free. But sometimes, I have to wonder what she would have done if she had as many years as I have. Would she have spent them more wisely? I miss her. Hopefully one day I will be able to forgive her father, but I already know I can't.