Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks.

A soldier went to fight in Iraq. He short life ended fighting for his country and he died at the young age of nineteen. In his top pocket a note was found, which was entitled, "All about me". On this paper were things that his friends had written about him. To remember him.

Today we were asked to follow suit and write about each other and remember all the good things about each other. So that's what we did. We remembered. I won't ever be able to forget these peope I have shared this part of my life with easily, yet this piece of paper will make it easier.

This is a photo of two of my best friends in my back garden. I shall always remember, yet a photo will always jog my memory.