Last Saturday, Marcus got into a car accident. A woman [possibly] ran a red light and T-Boned his car. No injuries, but she hit him at 50 mph, and both cars were totaled. I'm so happy he's OK, and the fact that his driving privilege was revoked seems like a very smile price to pay in comparison to his safety.
On Tuesday, May 22, 2007, a friend of mine, Jeffery Twomey, died. He was 15 and hung himself-the first suicide at my school, and so young. A freshman. I miss him greatly and have spent the past few days crying on and off about it, and have decided it best NOT to go to the funeral tomorrow afternoon. I wouldn't be able to take the sadness of it all, and I've decided that it's best for his family and BEST friends to be there instead of any and all friends and casual acquaintances. I will mourn in my own way.
I don't even know what to say about it anymore. It hurts to know that he's gone and there's no way in Hell he's coming back. And if I believed in and worshiped any God, I'd pray for him. But I don't, so I won't. But if there is such thing as an afterlife, I hope Jeff has found some peace. Life was never easy for him.
27 Names for Tears · Fri May 25, 2007 @ 11:37pm · 0 Comments |