Apr 04, 2003 19:47
Purple, because ice cream has no feet.
I'm just numb. Ben's gone. Ben. Goofy little, hey I'm gonna wear 100 lbs of fleece in the middle of summer Ben. No matter how many times I see the signs up around school or see my friends crying I just can't bring myself to believe it. He and I weren't exactly good friends. Hell, most of the time I didn't even give him a second thought. Ben was just the guy in our "gang" that could always be counted on to crack you up. And now he'd gone. Hung himself. Gods, can you imagine? To die that way? It'd be so much easier to just shot yourself or down a bottle of pills like Calvin and Elsie tried to. Poor Calvin. Ben had been one of the ones that ragged on him for trying to kill himself last year and here none of us, not even Calvin, noticed that he was going through all that pain. He was just *so* happy. 24/7 he was smiling and ready to go. What happened? Why didn't we see this coming?