If I had 1000 days to live, i'd think that I would travel the world and live life to the fullest. But in all honesty, I wouldn't. I would find the ones I love and tell them everything and then something amazing would happen and that's it. That's what Ana told me when she found out she was dying. She was sad at first, like most people would be but then she wasn't. She was actually happy. She told me that now she could start a new adventure and know where it ends. This is our adventure,

27 years ago:

I guess you can say this is where our adventure starts because this is the beginning. Ana loved fairy tales. She would say that fairy tales were ways to bring hope to people when they had no hope. They were the lives that we all wanted. Through them we could be princesses and kings. Knights and wizards. Even when we were little Ana dreamed of the wildest stories often relying on me to play the roles she couldn't. She was the most lively person I knew, and I loved it. You could often find us together playing in her backyard or in her castle as she called it. As we got older the stories that we told got shorter and farther apart as Ana started club sports and I started my own activities. Ana and I would become distant friends speaking only when we past each other in the hallways and on the walk home from the bus stop. She was the "popular" girl. Charismatic and sure of herself she was captain of the cheer team, president of the student council, varsity star on the volleyball team, the gymnastics team, and the track team. An A-straight student the teachers also adored her. She spent her nights often doing homework for her various classes she took. Me on the other hand was the star running-back on the varsity football team. Being an okay student I often found myself with homework loads a lot lighter than Ana. It wasn't until Ana tried out for the school play that she had problems. With all the practice from the plays we had done, she had taken the lead for the play. I myself had another lead in the play but it wasn't a big deal because I was known in the theater group. Ana on the other hand was in a new territory and found herself lost. Even though mostly everyone knew her in our small school, she was seen as an outcast. She was often excluded from jokes and parties. The only person who really accepted her was me. I guess you can say that i felt sorry for her even though she didn't see it that way. If you had asked her she would have told you that we were always friends. Through longs nights running scripts, my best-friend came back to me. After the play was done, Ana continued to come over almost everyday. We'd work on homework often late into the night and i'd find myself sneaking in through my window because we had lost track of time. We became inseparable. Nobody was surprised when I asked her to formal but it shocked everyone that we never dated. Many rumors were started on this topic but they were never right. We never dated. Ever. A regret I hold onto even to this day. Ana said that she would never ask a guy. That it was the guy's responsibility to do that. I could never work up the courage to do it. She knew that I wanted to but she never asked. So I can sadly say that we never were like that. I guess it was never meant to be that well. We were always really close, so it was kinda like we already were even if we never dated. Now, that doesn't mean that i never asked her to marry me. Well, because I did, and she said yes. When we were in college, on one really drunk night I got down on one knee and asked her and she said yes. This one moment of our lives changed us forever. In that one second, everything I had always wanted to say was said in one tiny word. Yes.