Måtte du hvile, Maren
I'm not the person to go all sappy and sentimental on real life events... mostly because they hardly happen to me. While many people I know have lost a parent, a sibling, a child, a close friend or a loved one, I have "only" lost four people that I know of: my great grandmother (old age) when I was ten years old, my uncle (weak heart) when I was twelve or thirteen, the son of a friend of my father (lighter gas) some time later, and now, night to Sunday, one of the Outland girls took her own life.
It made me think, really. I'm just as judgemental as everyone else, and I keep dismissing the idea that emo kids actually are depressed and are not just seeking attention. This girl was also one of the most hyper-active (ADHD), loud and cheerful girls I have known, especially considering her dark attire.
Apparently she hanged herself but I'm not one to draw conclusions. Neither am I one to go snooping around just to please my own curiosity. Whatever she did it was horrible that she had to leave now. I don't think she was even eighteen years old. Stavanger and Outland will be a terribly quiet place now that she's left this world.
She already has a FaceBook group in memory of her. 1 114 members. I didn't even know there were this many people in the whole of Stavanger. They have written so many nice things about her, and apparently bullying was one of her problems. Damn those bullies. Damn them to hell.
She wasn't a close friend of mine. She wasn't even on my FaceBook friends list. But I knew who she was and she knew who I was, and she was very nice despite the emo-tastic stereotypes that had settled upon her soul and clothes. She would always make me smile and make my ears hurt whenever she would shriek that piercing Togepi call or Pikachu growl.
I'm sad this had to happen. I feel guilty for not showing as much sadness as I could have shown but I can't really force emotions out of me. I just got a text from my friend Grethe, and she just said "it feels empty now..." which basically sums up what I'm feeling at the moment. Now the tears are rolling, if even just a little. I didn't know her that well but I am still sad that Outland won't have that crazy, loud Togepi chick anymore.
You will be missed, Ruth Maren Idsal Hetland. May you rest in peace, wherever you are now, and may your next life be a happier one.
It made me think, really. I'm just as judgemental as everyone else, and I keep dismissing the idea that emo kids actually are depressed and are not just seeking attention. This girl was also one of the most hyper-active (ADHD), loud and cheerful girls I have known, especially considering her dark attire.
Apparently she hanged herself but I'm not one to draw conclusions. Neither am I one to go snooping around just to please my own curiosity. Whatever she did it was horrible that she had to leave now. I don't think she was even eighteen years old. Stavanger and Outland will be a terribly quiet place now that she's left this world.
She already has a FaceBook group in memory of her. 1 114 members. I didn't even know there were this many people in the whole of Stavanger. They have written so many nice things about her, and apparently bullying was one of her problems. Damn those bullies. Damn them to hell.
She wasn't a close friend of mine. She wasn't even on my FaceBook friends list. But I knew who she was and she knew who I was, and she was very nice despite the emo-tastic stereotypes that had settled upon her soul and clothes. She would always make me smile and make my ears hurt whenever she would shriek that piercing Togepi call or Pikachu growl.
I'm sad this had to happen. I feel guilty for not showing as much sadness as I could have shown but I can't really force emotions out of me. I just got a text from my friend Grethe, and she just said "it feels empty now..." which basically sums up what I'm feeling at the moment. Now the tears are rolling, if even just a little. I didn't know her that well but I am still sad that Outland won't have that crazy, loud Togepi chick anymore.
You will be missed, Ruth Maren Idsal Hetland. May you rest in peace, wherever you are now, and may your next life be a happier one.