I have so many things running through my mind at the moment, now that I know Charlotte is not here anymore. I keep thinking over all the great memories I have of her, and I want to make a list, though I know I’ll be crying more by even typing this.
How she stuck up for me against a bully who tried to destroy my class portfolio. She screamed at her for laughing at me, and went ballistic. She always stuck up for her friends. Always.
How she made me smile and laugh when I needed cheering up. Always.
How she used to wind me up by sending a photo of her hamburger with the caption ‘moo’ because she knew I was vegetarian. I used to laugh, anyway.
How she wrote me a letter each day she was away on a trip in the summer holidays and kept them in a box to give me when she got back. She told me how much she missed me in the letters.
How she gave me her MADE hoodie to look after during that time until she got back from holiday, because it meant so much to her.
How she obsessed over Good Charlotte and would play the videos constantly when I was over to hang out at her house.
How she shared such a special day with me when we saw Gwen Stefani together. Gwen stood and sang to us for so long because Charlotte couldn’t get the camera to work.
How she held my hand during my grandmother’s funeral and was there to hold me when I sobbed over her. She loved her so much, too.
How she’d wear her knuckleduster necklace with pride, along with her MADE hoodie.
How she’d wind her parents up by shouting “bye, douchebags!” in a Bo Selecta fashion.
How we sang Womanizer together in a karaoke bar and both shouted “it’s Britney, bitch!” before we started the song
How she cried so much when her hamster died. She was so heartbroken and I hated seeing her like that.
How she laughed so much sometimes she’d have tears in her eyes which made me laugh even more.
How we’d dance home from school listening to Lords of Acid
How we’d sing Note to Self by From First to Last to each other, as well as Me Against the Music by Britney + Madonna (she was always Britney, and I respected that)
How we’d wind up a boy from school by prank-calling him together. We even posted a joke Valentine’s card through the door of another guy who’d annoy us, and I’m pretty sure one of us almost went flying rushing away before the door could be opened.
How she invited me and Billie Jo to what we thought was a fancy dress party, only for us to turn up dressed like pirates and discover that it was pretty much a “you should dress fancy” party.
How she was just Charlotte. One of the best friends I ever had.
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