Once upon a time there where two girls who became the closest of friends.
And by the closest of friends I mean the very closest of friends the world has ever seen.
Not even Terk and JD come even close to what we have.
We met in school when we were 11 years old and have been inseparable ever since. We both have a really complicated family situation so when we turned 15 we moved out together.
We shared everything ever since. When one of us was broke (which happens easily when you’re young, try to finish school and at the same time earn enough to make a living) we gave each other money, when we were sick, we took care of another, when we wanted to give up we pushed each other even harder – we cried, loved, and laughed together.
But last year we went on a work-and–travel trip through Indonesia for three months.
And on a tiny island near Bali Pamela found the job and the love of her life and as the day of our return came closer she decided to stay there.
In January she came back to get rid of her stuff and say good-bye to her family and friends but that was the last time I’ve seen her.
So now every time we hear from each other, she’s begging me to come over.
But that’s were my problem is: I’m a student, finishing my bachelor degree in civil engineering and the lovely restaurant I’ve worked for during the last three years unfortunately had to close because business was running bad.
So I’m asking you guys if you can help me to visit her in August.
If the feeling of missing someone so much that you're desperate sounds familiar, and if I was able to lighten up your heart just a teeny tiny weeny bit I'm glad if you could donate something, anything actually.
Thank you so much in advance - even if you just read through the story and it reminds you of someone special you know and love.
Best wishes to anyone who took the time to read this!
PS: Some random facts about us:
We're so close, people started crying on our behalf when they heard we wouldn't see each other for probably a year - because THEY couldn't imagine us being apart.
We're so close that people confuse us all the time even though I'm 1.77m with long brown hair, brown eyes - and Pamela is 1.60m with blue eyes and short blond hair - and yes, it even happened to our boyfriends.
We're so close, the longest time we’ve been separated in the last 12 years was when I was 13 and visited my extended my family in Canada for a month.
We're so close, we got a friendship tattoo - depicting the nicknames we gave eachother as children: summernight and wintersun.