Difficult day

What people don't realize is that the other day I had a difficult time even going through my day. Normally I am absolutely fine to help other people with their problems but for specific reasons not that day. The 28th of July was the day I lost a very special girl. People describe her as an angel and I used to tell her she was. When she tried to say I was too, I told her I must have been one that fell with Lucifer because I'm not as innately good as she thought I was.
Hence the reason that this is named "life of an Australian fallen angel"...

The day I'm describing is a day of rememberance. On the 28th of July 2012, the beautiful angel who I loved so much threw herself in front of a train. I have so many memories of this girl and honestly, I hate now that this is one of them. I wasn't with her when she did it but the story told me I'll always remember. Here I just want to share a beautiful things about her if anyone cares to read.

This angel was the one who convinced me to continue dancing. Originally I'd just been doing ballet and jazz and was quitting because the girls there bullied me, telling me I wasn't good enough or the type of person to get the leads. I knew they were jealous because I'd had leads two years running and one of the youngest senior foundation girls, but I was leaving and not coming back. She told me about a place where all the dancers become like family. She was right. We became really close and she was like an older sister to me. She showed me the ropes of contemporary considering I'd been classically trained with ballet and jazz and showed me how to loosen up into dancing.
She even introduced me to an amazing guy who I saw yesterday and he still remains to this day to be one of my best friends.
I remember every show she dragged me along to see that she was in, and I remember hanging backstage buying each other frangipanis that matched each one of ur costumes. We used to bring a bunch of food and just share it like a picnic between us and we pretended like we were so much more higher and mightier than the younger kids even though we laughed with them and acted like immature older sisters to them. On the last day of the show we were in together after 6 months of intensive rehearsals, we broke rule number 1 and 2. Do not eat or drink onstage. We ate pizza and drank soft drink and did cartwheels all over stage. We did the beyonce "single ladies" dance to our contemporary music and it fit. She was amazing. We even cried when she had to move. We gave her a ginormous card and cried a river for her.
She was supposed to come to our semi formal last year but she didn't make it. She was one of those people who was popular but there was not a single bit of a bitchy type girl in her. She changed minds and perceptions when she danced. She was the girl who was popular because she was nice to everyone. I never saw her dislike a single person. She didn't realize how many lives she touched and how much she mattered to us. The people who didn't know her were affected as well because they've heard the stories and they realize how much potential her life had. She was getting performance awards before even becoming a senior. She was having people talk to her about scholarships before she'd even thought about her future career....

She was a true and humble angel who fell.