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Today was the first time in my life that I was told one of my good friends has died. I almost threw up all over my mom.
I was in such shock and disbelief, nothing could ever effect me so strongly as a friend dying. How do people deal with it.
My mom said there was another kid from Thunder Bay killed in the war, he is only 23 years old, I looked at the front page of the paper and saw Josh Klukie's face. I'll never believe it. ever. He stepped on a land mine that was big enough to blow up a tank. A FUCKING tank! How does anyone's family recover from that? I'm so sorry Ms Klukie, your son was blown up walking through a country he shouldn't have been in, fighting a war that should never have started and has nothing to do with Canada anyways.
Every time I think of how awesome he is, how much fun we had in school together, how hilarious, how athletic, how good looking, how young, how excited he was to go over seas for his first time, it makes me sick to my stomach. He's dead now, he gets to do nothing else with his life. He lost it.
I'm pretty sure that if I ever meet Bush I'll kill him. This fucking pile of anti-terrorism, we're giving this country the democracy they deserve bullshit just passed a point I never dreamed it could even reach for me.
I have never been so furious or devastated at once.
Rest in peace Josh, christ knows you shouldn't be dead, but at least you can rest in fucking peace now.
I was in such shock and disbelief, nothing could ever effect me so strongly as a friend dying. How do people deal with it.
My mom said there was another kid from Thunder Bay killed in the war, he is only 23 years old, I looked at the front page of the paper and saw Josh Klukie's face. I'll never believe it. ever. He stepped on a land mine that was big enough to blow up a tank. A FUCKING tank! How does anyone's family recover from that? I'm so sorry Ms Klukie, your son was blown up walking through a country he shouldn't have been in, fighting a war that should never have started and has nothing to do with Canada anyways.
Every time I think of how awesome he is, how much fun we had in school together, how hilarious, how athletic, how good looking, how young, how excited he was to go over seas for his first time, it makes me sick to my stomach. He's dead now, he gets to do nothing else with his life. He lost it.
I'm pretty sure that if I ever meet Bush I'll kill him. This fucking pile of anti-terrorism, we're giving this country the democracy they deserve bullshit just passed a point I never dreamed it could even reach for me.
I have never been so furious or devastated at once.
Rest in peace Josh, christ knows you shouldn't be dead, but at least you can rest in fucking peace now.