Thursday 1 November 2012

Personal Edition Numero Catorce

"The Sharp Knife of a Short Life"

Sometimes life is over before it begins. 

One of my cousin's best friends just died tonight in a car accident. Two others are in critical condition in the hospital...they go to Kelvin and are my age. 17...senior year...they said she was a woman. She was a kid. 

It doesn't seem real when a kid dies. It's not supposed to happen. 

Why don't people wear seat belts? Why do we speed when we know its dangerous? Why don't we think?

So, a girl dies. How do we react? We put it in the social media, make Facebook pages in ...respect?

We go to a funeral thats not real. We dress in black, sit in a pew and listen to a preacher who we know isn't telling the truth.

She didn't die. Its impossible. 

I won't die. 

But we do. 

We all do.

Death takes control of our thoughts and makes a mess. 


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