Not the best day of my life..
Today..
January 19, 2005
Ryer Johnson passed away..
Ryer was my brother Chud's best friend.. they have known each other since they have been in 6th grade.. Ryer was like my other older brother.. I have known him since i was about 7.. and it wasnt like i was the annoying little kid.. we were friends.. we hung out and talked all the time once i got older.. he was one of the coolest people i have ever met and he wasnt like any normal guy.. he watched out for me.. he basically was my older brother.. i dont know how to act.. i mean he was only 22.. he was such a good kid.. he really was.. when my mom got divorced her was here helping her out.. he's brother keith too was always here.. Keith= Mike's best friend (my other other brother).. basically our families were one we were soo close.. and i mean Ryer called my mom mommy and my dad pops.. and now he's gone.. i cant believe this..
Today when i saw Chud, he was crying.. i have never ever seen chud cry.. not even when poppy died.. this is really depressing.. mikey was crying and this isnt right.. this cant be real.. this isnt happening.. its not real.. it cant be real.. Ryer isn't dead.. thats what i keep telling myself.. this is really hard to deal with.. Ok heres the story..
Ryer has been sick for two three days.. this morning he woke up normally.. and passed out in his kitchen while talking to his mom.. she called 911 and he was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance.. when in the ambulance his heart stopped and they brought him back and then it stopped again and then they brought him back again.. he got to the hospital living and he went into emergancy surgury and he came out ok.. he was living and he was going to be ok.. then his heart stopped again and he went into emergance surgury again.. this time he didnt come out.. he's spleen exploded!.. his body was poisened and he died.. he was 22 years old last month.. This is really really depressing and i just dont know what to do with myself.. Ryer was like my brother and i am trying to be strong and not cry.. but i cant seem to hold back these tears much longer..
Tomorrow im going to go and talk to Father Geno.. my mom thinks that will be for the best.. since im not opening up to her.. she thinks it will be for the best.. Lets hope so.
Ryer's gone?