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Apr 09, 2008 13:08

I wish things made more sence.

I've known this kid for ages. He's a year under me and every time I look back at my childhood he's there. Playing with blocks, marbels... or more recently we're just walking around the gym or in the weight room. He's a smart, cool, funny kid who even in the face of every bad thing to ever happen can make a joke about it. He's a good kid, and things happened to him that he didn't deserve.

Max died last night after a few years of brain cancer.

It's not fair.

He was a good kid. He never did anything wrong and out of nowhere fate turns and hurts him like this. What on earth did a 15-16 year old boy do that made him have to die? It fucking hurts. I'll never hear his voice, see him...

And I didn't even know him as well as the others. The school is mourning and I can feel the bad vibes.

But moreover, why did Max have to die? It's not like a grandparent dying, he was a kid. Just like any of us. Just a normal kid with dreams and aspirations, that he'd never get to see through?

Don't apologize to me, just relate if you can.
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