Lauren: Blog entry 3

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When I was 8 years old my parents, my little brother and I moved into a big house in Winter Garden, Florida. I had no friends, would be going to a new school and was really nervous. My mom told me that our next door neighbor had a daughter named Lauren my same age and she took me over to meet her. I knocked on their door eagerly because I still am and have always been overly outgoing. I stood in front of my mom and there was Ms. Janet at the door and Lauren hiding behind her legs. Janet pushed Lauren to the forefront and I embraced her in a hug she didn’t want and informed her that we were going to be the best of friends. We left to walk back to our house and I told my mom “I’m not sure she likes me mom.” My mom replied “sweetie she will love you. She just doesn’t know you yet.”

For a few days I’d run over to ask her to play but she wasn’t ready to be my friend yet and then one day I was so excited because our doorbell rang and there she was. Lauren came over to play and the rest was history. We were inseparable. Lauren was a gymnast and she spent her days teaching me new tricks. We would play in the dirt mounds behind our houses from the construction site. We would have sleepovers, have water balloon fights and play house. My dad even let us walk to Walgreens down the street and gave us 20 bucks to buy whatever we wanted. We lived in paradise. It was Lauren and I against the world. My dad even called her his adopted daughter but I truly realized she was my best friend years later.

When we were 11 my parents announced their divorce to my baby brother and I. My entire world shattered. Reality struck so young. Everything felt like a lie, especially love. So I told my parents I was running away and ran all the way next door to my bestfriend’s house. I told her mom it was urgent because it was a school night and barged into her room. I told her calmly “I’m not going home today Lauren and I’ll tell you why. My parents are getting a divorce.” Lauren gasped and then the craziest thing happened. She cried and I didn’t. Then I held her while she cried and comforted her. Lauren looked up at me and said “we are going to your house and staying there” and we did. Lauren embraced my parents and cried with them and then we had a sleepover and cried ourselves to sleep.

Lauren wasn’t just my best friend, she was my sister.

We transcended through middle school together and experienced our first crushes, our first “heartbreaks” because our crushes didn’t like us back, our 13th birthdays and started growing up a bit. Thats when we hit 9th grade and finally got to go to school together because Lauren had always been in private school.

Then everything changed.

Lauren and I remained close. Rode the bus together, coordinated classes together and had lunch together but the one thing that changed was her choice of friends versus mine. Lauren was stunning so she started hanging out with the pretty girls and the older boys. Me on the other hand, I had braces and big ears and the closest thing I had to a first kiss was kissing the poster of Zac Efron on my wall. Lauren met this beautiful friend at gymnastics and she started to hang out with her instead of me outside of school and I wasn’t mad about it. I missed her but she was happy. Then I recognized the changes. She would run over to my house and tell me these stories about things I had never heard of before or experienced. Life was no longer enough for Lauren’s imagination, she had to explore and no one was going to stop her. Now here’s the thing. I don’t want Lauren to be remembered for the heart wrenching things I am going to discuss because she deserves so much more than that. I want you to know that when she walked into a room she was the most bubbly soul, she could get me or anyone out of any bad mood and she would lie to you so that you wouldn’t worry. She was sunshine.

Lauren was smarter than any girl I knew. She had straight A’s, not one person hated her and she barely had to try. I’m not sure how I missed that something inside of her wasn’t aligning and her “party phase” wasn’t just a “phase.”

I saw Lauren post a picture with the girl I know encouraged a lot of her worst decisions. So I texted Lauren and our conversation went like this

Me- “Hey, I saw you posted a picture with *****. I don’t like that you are hanging out with her again Lauren. She isn’t a good influence and I am worried about you.”

Lauren- “Don’t worry. I promise we are being careful. I love you so much and I’ll see you soon.”

Me- “Please be careful. Please don’t do drugs. I love you so much more. Lunch next week.”

3 days later my friend Alyssa called me while I was dog sitting and I heard the words deep in my soul I knew were coming. I hung the phone up and fell to my knees because gravity hit me like a ton of bricks. I think I screamed and had a panic attack. I don’t really remember. I remember calling my family and driving frantically to Lauren’s house. I can’t tell you much more about that day or that week because I don’t remember it. I remember feeling numb. I remember feeling like a failure and I remember having one too many drinks. I remember helping her mom pack her room and holding her mom crying. I remember giving a speech at Lauren’s funeral when it should’ve been a speech at her wedding. But mostly, I remember hating drugs and I remember that I knew I would spend the rest of my life living each day like it was my last and making sure I would help other people so that maybe they could help someone they love or help themselves.

Lauren died of an accidental OD in a way that no one would want to see someone they love. When she was in need her friend didn’t come to her rescue. And the rest of my life I’ve spent wondering what if she called me or her mom for help? Would things be different? But I think Lauren knew she was leaving. No one could stop her. She was 20 and full of life. She would simply sneak out of her bedroom window or hitch a ride to the nearest party. She was a wild child with a free spirit and it was that simple.

Her mom dropped her off at the party she was at the last night of her life. She was playing the song “If I Die Young” by The Band Perry and she turned down the music and looked at her mom and said “Mom I have a feeling that I’m going to die young.” Her mom replied “Why would you say that!” and Lauren said “I don’t know, I just have a feeling.” Kissed her mom and hugged her, hopped out of the car and that was it.

I want whoever is reading this to know that life is so unexpected and time doesn’t stop for anyone. I want you to know how precious your life is and how important you are. Please live your life to the fullest, stay away from what is not good for you, do not be afraid to take risks to make yourself happy and cherish every moment.

The clock is ticking. We are not guaranteed a tomorrow, or even the next minute. So who are you going to be and how are you going to live your life?

Lauren Wilds, I love you with all of my heart and soul. Thank you for reminding me to live everyday like it’s my last and I can’t wait to be reunited with you in heaven.

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Signing off,

Jaz.

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28 thoughts on “Lauren: Blog entry 3

  1. I’m sorry that this story effects you so negatively but this is what I wanted. To create conversation so maybe someone chooses their friends wisely or a life is saved. The company you keep is everything. Also “Caiti”, I didn’t mention a name. You did, multiple times. I’m leaving your comment because I respect your freedom to speak but make sure you realize that you’re the one putting someone on blast not me.

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  2. Hello, my name is Solana and I found your blog. It made me really feel many things.
    I recently lived a limit situation that opened my eyes and valued life. Every moment, every minute as if it were the last.
    I would like very much if you follow me in my blog and we can have contact. Im from Argentina.

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  3. I just read your story .. I really thrilled this chapter of your life. Recently I also lived a situation that taught me to value every minute of my life and to appreciate every moment and overcome them. I am from Argentina and I think you are very strong and that is what life is all about, living moments of limitations and getting up to go forward. Greetings from here!

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  4. Jaz,
    I’m so sorry for your loss. The person who you’re referring to (who led her, as well as many others who come in her path) to the wrong decisions) has no heart and is an evil person.

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  5. I am really sorry. I can’t actually believe that such a happy and sweet person like you suffered from such things.
    I hope you all the best for the future.

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  6. This is such a heartbreaking story, but also holds such a beautiful friendship. I am so sorry for your loss, Jazmin. From what i read, i can tell that Lauren was your world and that she deserved so much better. Thank you for sharing this story. I know it took guts to tell this and i am so proud that you did. Stay strong my love, i know she’s looking down and smiling at you ❤ – Alex

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  7. I can’t even begin to imagine how you went theought all of this. This experience was so beautiful yet tragic. Rest In Peace Lauren ❤️

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  8. Hi Jazmin! I’m TYLA from South Africa.. I’m so sorry for your loss. You and Lauren deserved way better! My thoughts are with you today.. Your blog is amazing and touching.. Please keep it up I love it.. Lots of love xoxo 💕👑

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  9. This was very touching. I appreciate your vulnerability and courage to write about something and someone who you were so close to. Thank you for opening your heart and keep writing!

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    1. Thank you for the encouragement and thank you for reading 🙂

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  10. This is very meaningful jazmin!! Wonderful blog

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  11. So sorry for your loss such a sweet blog jazmin ❤️❤️

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  12. While I don’t know nor did I know Lauren, I do know jasmine. I am someone that was lucky enough to not be sucked into the life style she sucks people into.

    I just wanted to reach out and say I am sorry for your loss. While I realize this happened a few years back, I just wanted to express my symanthy.

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  13. Such a touching story. Heaven is real and you will reunite with her one day, you just never know when. I’m sorry for your loss, I wish death didn’t have to be so painful. But I like to look at is as, God needed her for something important and one day he is going to need you for something more important than your family and friends on Earth. And you will go.

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    1. Great way to look at it. Thank you

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  14. Thank you for sharing Lauren’s story with us! It pass such a strong message! Tomorrow is a mystery , so love, laugh, enjoy everyday!

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  15. This post described Lauren to the T. I remember her finding out I was pregnant and barely showing. She wouldn’t stop touching my little bump and putting her ear against me and talking to my little Annabelle. Saying how awesome of a mom she is going to have and she can’t wait to hold her and kiss her. That was the last time I saw her. I am so glad I remember the brightness that radiated off her.

    You are such a strong woman Jaz and no matter where life takes us, you have always been a great friend. Annabelle and I love you

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    1. Thank you Mo. I am so glad you have that memory of her. I love you and Anabelle too.

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  16. i’ve never read a blog. and i’m glad i started with yours. i understand the pain you went through at 11 with your parents getting divorced, i’m going through that now at 15. me and my twin sister got the news over a year ago one day before school at the same time my mom found out, and it still hasn’t been finalized yet. as much as i don’t want this to happen, i kinda just want it to be over; and finalized already. it’s not fun living in a house with parents who don’t get along. i’m sorry about your friend, i’m having friend problems right now too, but not like that. just the “who’s really my friend anymore” type of thing. everyone in my school is fake and it seems like im the only one who’s not sometimes. anyway, i hope we can talk sometime. you seem like a wonderful person. God blessed us with people like you, and i appreciate you always mentioning your strong faith. the world needs more people like you. ❤️

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    1. Hang in there. It will get better. Keep praying and asking for guidance, stay strong, and just know life is always more than you’re feeling right at this moment. You will figure it out. Love Jaz

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  17. I am crying so hard right now. This was beautiful, and I’ll carry your words and your story with me as if they were a bible.

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  18. i’ve never read a blog. and i’m glad i started with yours. i understand the pain you went through at 11 with your parents getting divorced, i’m going through that now at 15. me and my twin sister got the news over a year ago one day before school at the same time my mom found out, and it still hasn’t been finalized yet. as much as i don’t want this to happen, i kinda just want it to be over; and finalized already. it’s not fun living in a house with parents who don’t get along. i’m sorry about your friend, i’m having friend problems right now too, but not like that. just the “who’s really my friend anymore” type of thing. everyone in my school is fake and it seems like im the only one who’s not sometimes. anyway, i hope we can talk sometime. you seem like a wonderful person. God blessed us with people like you, and i appreciate you always mentioning your strong faith. the world needs more people like you. ❤️

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  19. Thank you for sharing your story Jazmin. I’m going through a similar situation where my friends are starting to hang out with bad influences. Reading this made me realize that the best I can do is encourage them to make the best choices in life so they can be here with their friends and family for a long time. Again, thank you for sharing. You really made me feel that I’m not alone and that others experience similar issues too. Keep on writing because your stories are truly inspiring! 🙂

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