In cherished memory of
 Jolie "But Bugsy, it's me, Freeda!" Thompson
 22.3.1984-26.6.1999
My Shoulder to cry on, thank you

She won't get off the phone
She won't leave me alone
When I'm talking to that guy
She can be a real nightmare
Gets me to do her hair
Then says it never turns out right
But when I put on a face, she can tell
Cause she knows me so well

Closer than my closest friend
Someone who will be there 'til the end
My sister, sister
Deeper than the deepest sea
No one loves you like your family
My sister, sister

She reads my diary
She borrows clothes from me
And I never get them back again
She locks the bathroom door
Says five minutes more
An hour later I'm still not in
And sometimes we fight, every family does
But that can't change our love

Closer than my closest friend
Someone who will be there ‘til the end
My sister, sister
Deeper than the deepest sea
No one loves you like your family
My sister, sister

To celebrate the good times
To help me through the hard times
To bring me down to
Earth Remind me what's important
Who comes first, who comes first
Gotta tell you who I'm talking 'bout
My sister, sister
Who comes first, ain’t no doubt about it
Who I'm talking 'bout
My sister, sister

She watches out for me
I know she'll always be
By my side

Closer than my closest friend
Someone who will be there ‘til the end
My sister, sister
Deeper than the deepest sea
No one loves you like your family
My sister, sister

“Sister” performed by S2S
Lyrics by Reswick / Werfel / Muscat / Muscat / Muscat

I stare at the hairbrush, worn in my hands
I pick up the phone, still looking around
I hide my diary where you’ll never guess
I wait outside the bathroom when the door is closed
Even though no one’s inside

It’s the small stuff I took for granted
And look where it got me.
I miss you 'Freeda'.



The reason behind the name of this site 'Just imagine if...' came from an inspiration of mine. Jolie was a girl who loved imagination, she was one who loved to dream. 'Just imagine if...' was a frequently used starter of Jolie's. It would vary from anything like '...hotdogs were really made of dogs.' to '...there were no war.'. So in honour of a special person with a lot of special dreams, came the name and reason for this site.


If anyone wishes to place their respects to their loved ones gone, you're welcome to a space in here.
Just email me with all the details you wish to display and I won't hold back.