I have terrible news:The real girl I had a huge crush on a few years back (I refuse to mention her name for personal reasons) passed away a month ago. I've been too depressed to talk about it for obvious reasons but now that enough time has passed, I am finally feeling better enough to break the horrible news. She apparently got into a drunk driving incident, which is a very scary way to die but thankfully we live in a VERY small town, borderline country so the possibilities of her getting assassinated in a school shooting were quite slim. If that were the case, knowing that someone took my beloved's life would make me sadder than I ever had been before. But luckily that never happened. While I am getting over it for the most part as I pointed out earlier, I still miss her something awful and will probably spend the rest of my life feeling that way. She was a wonderful young woman who had an amazing sense of humor, exposed me to the vast world of creepypasta (I wouldn't be a creepypasta fan to this day if she hadn't gotten me hooked on the genre), was a generous kind person who had a soft spot for children, animals, and the handicapped, and just felt like an all around close friend to me. Even before I knew her that well at all, she welcomed me with opened arms to be a part of her group of friends. She had a HUGE heart and it's ashame that she's no longer with us. But my memories of her will live on forever and while I do get sad when I think about her, it's kind of hard not to smile when remembering all the good times we shared together. I will occasionally even find myself laugh when thinking of all the times she expressed her great sense of humor and cracked me up to no end. I mean, the girl had a Deadpool watch, South Park bumper stickers on her car, and a collection of Minion merchandise. If that didn't explain her extremely funny, outgoing nature in a nutshell I don't know what would.