Justin
January 23rd 1991- January 9th 2oo5
Recently one of my friends has die. Justin A. Fritz died on January 9th. What upsets me most about this, besides the fact that he’s gone, is that the day of his death, he was supposed to come over with Chuck and hangout. The wake was today, morning it was hard to get started and my parents were getting on my nerves. Picked up Gab and Vanessa and got there around 8:45. We went to see his body, and he looked lifeless and cold. It didn't look like him; they put so much powder on his face that you couldn't see what everyone loved him for, his freckles. I was waiting for him to pop up and yell "GOT YOU" But it never happened. It was very depressing to see his parents. His mom was in the worst shape. She couldn't even stand up. It feels weird with him gone, even though scene he moved I haven’t seen him as much as I did in 6th and 7th grade. I just feel that if I go downtown, I will see him there, give him a big hug, and have a smoke with him. But that’s never going to happen again. I hope he's in heaven, I believe he is but I want to be sure. I wonder what he is doing at this moment. I just can’t picture heaven, though I try. I picture if of a world of white, and clouds as mostly everyone would. I can see Justin walking around, with his black hoodie, striped hat, and headphones. All of which were buried with him. Another thing that was very sad at the wake was his dad. Before we all left to drive to the burial, he had Justin’s close friends sign a drum that was going to be for Justin’s birthday, in 2 weeks. He always loved the drums, at lunch he always would drum his hands along to whatever beat was in his head. I also remember him for his "raves" to techno music. I regret not knowing him the best I could have. Yea he would get annoying at times, but who doesn’t. All day I broke down, many people came up to me asking if I was okay, I was grateful but I wanted them to just leave me alone. Justin and me were in the same 7th grade classes, and all the teachers were they’re saying if I needed support, to go to them. Its not like i would want to anyway, I would much rather go to my friends that I can trust. Seeing chuck just sitting there was also hard, they were very close friends, and I just wanted to give chuck a hug. I did many times, but I didn't feel it helped. But overall, Justin, I hope your happy and I will miss you and your raves, many things remind me of you, and I hope you know you were loved and cared about very much on earth. There were more than 20 cars all in a row going to your burial. It was amazing to see. I love you and will always remember you. Have fun up there, one day I hope to see you again.
Recently one of my friends has die. Justin A. Fritz died on January 9th. What upsets me most about this, besides the fact that he’s gone, is that the day of his death, he was supposed to come over with Chuck and hangout. The wake was today, morning it was hard to get started and my parents were getting on my nerves. Picked up Gab and Vanessa and got there around 8:45. We went to see his body, and he looked lifeless and cold. It didn't look like him; they put so much powder on his face that you couldn't see what everyone loved him for, his freckles. I was waiting for him to pop up and yell "GOT YOU" But it never happened. It was very depressing to see his parents. His mom was in the worst shape. She couldn't even stand up. It feels weird with him gone, even though scene he moved I haven’t seen him as much as I did in 6th and 7th grade. I just feel that if I go downtown, I will see him there, give him a big hug, and have a smoke with him. But that’s never going to happen again. I hope he's in heaven, I believe he is but I want to be sure. I wonder what he is doing at this moment. I just can’t picture heaven, though I try. I picture if of a world of white, and clouds as mostly everyone would. I can see Justin walking around, with his black hoodie, striped hat, and headphones. All of which were buried with him. Another thing that was very sad at the wake was his dad. Before we all left to drive to the burial, he had Justin’s close friends sign a drum that was going to be for Justin’s birthday, in 2 weeks. He always loved the drums, at lunch he always would drum his hands along to whatever beat was in his head. I also remember him for his "raves" to techno music. I regret not knowing him the best I could have. Yea he would get annoying at times, but who doesn’t. All day I broke down, many people came up to me asking if I was okay, I was grateful but I wanted them to just leave me alone. Justin and me were in the same 7th grade classes, and all the teachers were they’re saying if I needed support, to go to them. Its not like i would want to anyway, I would much rather go to my friends that I can trust. Seeing chuck just sitting there was also hard, they were very close friends, and I just wanted to give chuck a hug. I did many times, but I didn't feel it helped. But overall, Justin, I hope your happy and I will miss you and your raves, many things remind me of you, and I hope you know you were loved and cared about very much on earth. There were more than 20 cars all in a row going to your burial. It was amazing to see. I love you and will always remember you. Have fun up there, one day I hope to see you again.