Its been a long December. Part 1
This is something that I hoped would never happen. It's never seemed so sad around here. Nobody has any reaseon to have faith in anything.
It hadn't hit me how great of a person Michael Duni was until I found out that he was in trouble. Theres no worse feeling than not being able to help someone. I wish I could have helped him. Everyone does now. There's absolutely no justification for his death, except "it was his time."
fuck that. The last thing i want to hear is "gods" role in all of this. Theres no reason for someone so talented, so kind, and so humble to be taken from this Earth. I wish I had answers. Why not me? Why didn't I die that night when My life almost ended. Im scratchless, and Duni has died. I won't ever forget his smile. He always brought a smile to my face and To everyone else's. He had so many things going for him and one night, one decision ended everything. Life somehow works out like this. One minute youre at school turning around to see a person laughing with their hand out giving a high-five, and the next they're gone. I dont think I can comprehend what has acutally happened. I'll never forget being in the room with all of his closest friends and loved ones, hearing the terrible news about his condition. I wont forget the eternal saddess that has been brought upon so many people. I wish I could stop the crying, but I can't. And thats what makes me go crazy.
I cant believe he's gone. Its not right. I guess this is what it takes for people to finally see that what they are doing is stupid and can cause this much pain. I need to dos eomthing for someone.
Rest In Peace Duni. and thanks for always making me smile. we love you and wont ever forget you.