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Apr 21, 2011 00:28

I found out yesterday that Elisabeth Sladen died; apparently she had cancer and no one knew. I brushed it off as a misunderstanding, I tried not to think about it, I cried a bit... I didn't know how to react. I was stressed and low on sleep and someone said "Sarah Jane died" and I panicked and prayed it was only the character, that the writers had killed off the character -- I mean, Lis Sladen was still so young, right? She'd be the last cast member of Old Who to pass away, right?

I'd forget about it for a bit, get caught up in a song or a news article, and then I'd get hit with this horrible heart-wrenching sensation: that something was wrong, it would always be wrong, and nothing could be done to fix it. And it still just didn't quite feel real. I've been steeling myself for the eventual deaths of Who actors, but I was preparing for one of the Doctors, not his companion. I wasn't ready; I hadn't even thought of the possibility that one day I'd log into AIM and be told that Sarah Jane Smith was gone.

I don't know how to grieve this. I only knew Ms. Sladen through a silly children's sci-fi, rarely even saw her out-of-character; is it right to feel this numb over her death?

I guess what I'm trying to say is: She was a great actress and she played a wonderful character. She should have lived longer than sixty-three years.
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