I lost one of my best friends almost two years ago. Well call her Jessica, we were in a trio friendship with a girl we will call Rachel (in college we would do everything together, if you only saw two of us we were going to get the third). Jessica was on her way to work and fell asleep at the wheel. Her car hit the median and rolled three times. I woke up to a dozen or so missed phone calls from Rachel and voice mails saying not to get on facebook before calling her. When I answered Rachel voice was stringy, tight. "Labeille87 Jessica is dead. She died last night on her way to work" I have lost family before but this was Jessica. The girl who would take her work breaks from across the country at the same time as mine so I wouldn't be lonely because at times I can be extremely shy. This was one of my greatest friends. I dropped the phone and just lost it. Somehow that night I lost both of them. Rachel has slowly disappeared my from life, I don't know if it's just too painful a reminder to talk to me or what. I do believe Jessica is watching over me though. About two months after her death I was driving about to turn onto a main road, fiddling with the radio when I heard Jessicas voice scream my name. I slammed on the brakes out of instinct, less than two seconds later a car came careening down the wrong side of the road (where I would have turned). I don't know how it was that I was able to hear her voice, but it's a simple fact that I did. I miss her, I always will.