Nov 13, 2006 22:41
"Did you hear what happened?"
"huh?"
"To Justin Sigley..."
"No..."
"Dude, he got killed in a car accident."
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Dead. The halls are dead. I have never been in that kind of quiet.
I didn't know him much. He was an aquaintance.
I had gym with him freshman year.
A lot of my friends were friends, even good friends with him.
I don't know how to feel.
This has never happened before.
I wanted Mr. George back during that get-together for the seniors.
It's the first time I've talked to Ian in a long time. I hugged him. Rubbed his shoulder. I can't change anything. I wish I could. Maybe now he can understand I don't hate him.
When I heard it was on Grafton Road I worried about Ian. Don't say I don't care about you. I do.
The others are upset too.
I don't know what to do.