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I just got the news that one of my ball players died this morning. I've know this family for a good five years or so now. My heart is breaking into a million tiny pieces. This kid was one of my all time favorite players. One of the kids that really made you love your job. Made you feel like what you did really counted. I just can't believe this. I want to scream at the top of my lungs. I want someone to tell me it was a mistake.
And I feel like such a rotten person. De'Marco was blowing me up for a good half hour or so before I got back to him. I thought he was in jail or some sort of trouble. He was calling to tell me. I'm so wrong for thinking like that. I'm just so miserable. I'm feeling more emotions than I can deal with right now. I just...
***The official word is that it was Meningitis. He went to bed last night with a bad headache. He never woke up. I can't wrap my brain around it. My eyes fill with tears every time I think about having to go to his funeral. I just can't believe it. My head is pounding. My stomach is churning. My eyes are puffy and dry. All I want to do is go home and go to sleep so I can escape it all.
And I feel like such a rotten person. De'Marco was blowing me up for a good half hour or so before I got back to him. I thought he was in jail or some sort of trouble. He was calling to tell me. I'm so wrong for thinking like that. I'm just so miserable. I'm feeling more emotions than I can deal with right now. I just...
***The official word is that it was Meningitis. He went to bed last night with a bad headache. He never woke up. I can't wrap my brain around it. My eyes fill with tears every time I think about having to go to his funeral. I just can't believe it. My head is pounding. My stomach is churning. My eyes are puffy and dry. All I want to do is go home and go to sleep so I can escape it all.