
Our beloved friend, even Shania Young moved to Monroe over the Christmas break. In case any of you are wondering, Monroe is about 20 minutes past Richfield which is about 2 hours past Salt Lake.
She will be missed and we will always remember her and what she did for us. She gave us a life when we had none, and she gave us happiness and joy. She brought joy to our souls like no else ever had in a friendship, she was there for us when we needed her. She was always prepared to make us smile and with the wise wisdom of a wonderful mind. She was the thrill of those hard days when we were down.
You rarely ever saw her not smiling. She always rubbed off on us and we always had a better day when she was around. She was the one to reach down and help us up when we fell down, she was the one to stand next to us in hard trials, she was the one that taught us how to get back up when in hard times.
Whenever we were on our knees, crying or stressing, she would be the one to come kneel next to us and comfort us before helping us back up. If we were being picked on, she would be the one to stand up and face the enemy to have them stop. If we were hurt, she would be the first one to the hospital with cheer and a get well card.
No one could ever replace a friend like that. Especially to me. Shania came to me in the third grade and we had been friends ever since. I have never regretted meeting Shania and I will never forget her. You can be just like Shania in the helping up ways and being there and all, but no one could ever replace her. She was more then just a friend, she was like a sister to all of us.
Even though she is gone, we will still keep her close and always remember her, her laugh, her smile, her very personality and the sense of wanting to be around her always radiating off of her will always remain in our hearts.

Shania Young was like the older sister I never had. She was like the friend I never had and in some ways, she was like the teacher I never had.
She was always the one I turned to when I had a problem. Of course my parents were most often the first choice but if I for some reason didn't feel comfortable with talking to my parents I always went to her next.
Never did I go to any other friend before I went to Shania. She always had the correct words to make you feel better. I hope I can be like her to other people, to have such a great effect on people is what I want to do for others like she did to me. I want people to look up to me the way I looked up to her and still look up to her. I want to make people smile the way she made me smile all the time.
I want to be able to have a friend like Shania again and I'm sure I will, but again, no one I repeat NO ONE could ever replace her.

Shania Young is one of the funniest people I know. She always did something random or funny that it was hard to be sad or mad around her. It was almost impossible to even think about something sad when you were around her. She was always the one to make us feel lots better. She was the brave one, the noble, the gallant one. She was the the one to truly match the words of Be Strong and of Good Courage. It seemed she was never afraid to do what she wanted or what was right.
She was one of the greatest examples in my life. She is my master, my teacher, my sister, my friend and almost quite literally, part of my life. When she left, I believe that a part of me went with her no matter how small a part of me will always be with her as a part of her will always be with me.

The other person in this picture is Hailee, I think that Hailee was the next closest friend I've had. She is still here to help me with this trouble and hard time of Shania's move. Hailee, Shania and I did almost everything together. We were the one's to get together the most often. No matter where we were or what is was we were doing, we always included one another and we never misjudged one another and most importantly, we always had fun.
We had our own political opinions and we found a way to work things out without any fights or arguments and we were able to control our feelings better around Shania. I can't speak for Hailee, but I can for myself. She made such a great impact on my life that it is hard to accept that she really is gone.
I fear for the day when it will hit the rest of the way that she is gone and that nothing will ever be the same again. No more seeing her at school or in town. None of that.
Though those memories will always be with us, it will help us when we are in the dark alone, they will guide us through the maze of confusion to the light of day. Her very spirit is like the lamp of truth that guides us through those mazes and roads full of different turns that could each lead to disaster. She leads us to the right road and past troublesome times.
So here is good bye to our friend, our sister, even the remarkable, Shania Young.