My best friend that is in my grade, Kiana, has left to Sri Lanka. Kiana, this is a dedication to you.

My other best friend is in a grade younger than me. We are the same age, though.

Anyway, our best friend is leaving Lao, after living in Lao for at least 4 years, she is now gone.


Kiana always made Katy and I laugh, even when we were completely down. She knew when we were sad. If we got into a fight, it would be for V.I.S idol. That was really it and the next day we were best friends again. Kiana listens when we talk to her. We (meaning Kiana, Katy and me) always talked about new things, we mostly talked about Christianity, or, in Katy's case, Catholicism, still, same same. Some times we talked about the time we were going to move, and some times we talked non stop about nothing.

I am going to miss trying to convince that we were once chimps and that the loch ness monster is real to Kiana, and she might miss making me believe in Bigfoot. During Christmas, we sang. Yes, we sang. We sang Jingle bells so that the whole class can hear us. We were having so much fun that we did not have time to be embarrassed. 'The boys' (we call the boys 'The boys') told us to shut up. We kept on singing.

Another bad yet fun habit of ours was teasing boys. Not that we liked them, (not in THAT way...) but it was just fun. Kiana would make a farting noise in front in one of the boys and say, "Gosh, (boy's name) you don't have to fart!" It craked me up every time. Kiana, I will also miss that face.

When the time came for Katy to say Good-bye, Katy cried and gave Kiana a huge hug. i did not cry because I was going to be with her for about 40 more minutes. Katy and I took the bus, but I was going home with my mom. Kiana, 'Za-Za' (who had nothing to do with this, and za-za is just a nickname) and I all chased the bus until we came to the end of the road. Kiana was sad, yes, but never leave crying. Kiana got me rolling on the floor in five minutes. Here's what happened:

-We were going around the school saying bye to all the teachers. When we arrived at the art room to say good bye to the art teacher, we found a barbie leg, NO LIE! After our good bye's, the art teacher said we could keep it. It was a peach color leg with a yellow shoe. We went to the nurse to say good-bye and she put some band-aids on the leg. She then brought it with all around. She showed it to anyone who we said good bye to. One of our classmates screamed at it. Others thought it was funny. So we went to the classroom to eat some left-over food from our end of the year party. I drank orange juice. Kiana got her new dirty barbie leg and she made it stomp around in some of the chips. It was hilarious!

But, it is not all fun and games. It was now my turn to say good-bye. It was only supposed to take 5 mintues, but it took us 20. We kept hugging each other and refusing to let go. When we did let go, I was sad. We we hugged, I was happy just to be around her. I could not and still can't imagine life without Katy or Kiana. Kiana was covered in glitter so she got glitter all around me. I did not mind. I didn't mind anything at that time. I just minded Kiana. We had our final hug, and then I had to get in the Tuk-Tuk (taxi in lao, say it like duke duke). Kiana also followed the Tuk-Tuk, because It is like an open box. But my mom saw her and told her to stop. The Tuk-Tuk drove away. I could see Kiana in the distance, but when we turned, I immediately started to cry.

Kiana, don't forget this, and nor you Katy. We all look at the same moon and stars.

I pray, Kiana, that you are safe and that you have fun in Sri Lanka.