8 months.

I really hate it when people say "You'll get over it" or "Oh, you haven't gotten over that yet?" I want to scream. "NO. I WILL NEVER GET OVER IT!"
It's just such a random thing. How often does ANYONE get a call from their uncle in Romania saying their Aunt has been killed by a bear on a mountain? Honestly. I think it's probably a first. Think about it - if someone in your family died. And that person was literally your best friend would you get over it? I don't think so. And I would hope not.
It's just like 'No, I will never forgive bears' I know she would want me to forgive them - because it was 'just doing what bears do' - but I never will. Why couldn't the bear do what it does away from my aunt?! Think about that. Why couldn't the bear pick on someone it's own size?
It's been too long without her. I haven't heard her voice in atleast 8 months. The last time I heard her voice, was when she called Great Grandma. Her phone is so loud, that we could hear Katie. But that's it. She did call us, but we missed it. And our stupid selves deleted the message she left. I haven't seen her in 11 months. It's been almost a year without seeing my aunt, my bestfriend. It's been 9 or 10 months without one of her "lectures" as she called it. It's been 11 LONG months without her hugs. Oh those hugs. They were the best. They made you feel loved, even in the saddest times. Infact- 8 months ago at this time right now, she was still alive! It's only 11:32. John called us at 3:36 exactly, and said it happened about an hour ago. So around 2:30. So 8 months ago, I still had my aunt. She was still breathing.
I'm just not the same. My laugh isn't the same. It doesnt sound as happy. Sometimes I can get so sad, that nothing is funny. My smile isn't the same. It's not as full as it used to be 8 months ago. It's almost like a half smile or something. I miss being able to be happy all through my body. It's like only part of my body will be happy. But I will feel sad in a different part. It really just suckss.