Hope V. - I'm super sarcastic too Hope, maybe that's why we don't get along...
Ana B. - Yes I did read all of those things, so I hope you enjoy knowing I know that much more about you. Don't forget what I told you about the scar thing, I promise it's a better story.
Kamryn A. - Kam I really enjoyed reading your list, although I already knew a lot of things on this list.
Ashley T. - Hmmmmm, you don't seem like the person that likes meeting new people, but that's just me. Also already knew that you aren't a creative person, I can tell by your book! Enjoyed reading your list... a little.
Alyssa G. - I am a very bland, emotionless person, so I can relate on that. Your'e a funny person, enjoyed getting to know you this year.
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
Monday, May 1, 2017
About a Boy
"It happens, and I wish it didn't, but that's life, isn't it?"
There is one thing that everyone has to deal with that no one wants to, death. This past month death has seem to be something that just keeps happening. I lost my grandma a little over a month ago, and that was by far one of the hardest things I have ever gone through. I became used to the question, the constant "How are you?", the question people ask when they don't know what else to say. I became used to answering it, "As good as I can be, it happens, and I wish it didn't, but that's life, isn't it?" I was angry, so angry at everyone and everything. I understood that it had to happen, and it was her time, but that doesn't make it hurt any less. I took comfort in knowing she is in a better place, but that place she is in, it's not here with us. She'll never call me again, I'll never hear her voice again, never see her walk into another room. We knew the day would come, but we were never prepared for it, but then again, is anyone ever really prepared for that? Everyone dies, its a gruesome thing, but it is the truth, no one can stop it, we can only live until we can't anymore. It wasn't until last week the unclear meaning of death became even more of a question. On April 28, 2017 one of my friends passed away after taking his own life. Keyshawn Jackson was someone taken from us too soon and it makes me angry. It makes me angry to think that he was going through something so bad he felt that was the only way out of it. I am angry that he felt like he was so alone and that whatever he was going through would never get better. I am angry because I can't even begin to imagine what his family must be feeling, and not because I want to understand or be able to relate, but because no one should ever have to endure that kind of pain. I'm angry because my friends are hurting, and there is nothing that can be done about it. I am angry because everything is supposed to happen for a reason, but there is no reason for this. It seems unfair, to go from having someone in your life for so long to having them ripped away out of no where. This type of thing shouldn't happen, it isn't life and it shouldn't be that way for anyone. But it happened, I wish it didn't. and sadly that is what life has become.
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